#188 fearful symmetry
sometimes morning is a promise\ni wish it wouldn\u2019t keep laying in\nthe architecture of day quickly\ndismantling the circular structure\nof night\n\nit\u2019s the switch stuck in the middle\nbetween what was and what will\nbe like a burning tiger on a tv\nplugged into some dark forest\nof night\n\nno dread eyes\nor dread hands\ndare step into these days\n\nmy heart an anvil and furnace the\nfoundry of arrows tipped with\ndesire and foolishness shot from\nand into my belly from the center\nof night\n\nno dread eyes\nor dread hands\ndare step into these days\n\nbhagiti 10.25.07 perrysburg, oh