Yield to the way
that the night hushes
at the leaving of the day.
You have had to haggle
with the mind
and all that wandered
near you.
At midnight you,
the auger of your own life
the wise one within,
is just a bird
tucking into the next
for sleeping.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
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