The first one is entitled glasses, the rest are untitled... I might have a few more poems floating around somewhere
I can see so much
But much is taken away
Blinded within glass
The setting sun falls
Into the dark horizon
But I will return
Eleven o’clock
Never heard during the day
The icemaker clunks
A Peaceful Sort of Melancholy
9 months ago
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