#213 each a mirror and a lamp
dust falling outside\neach tiny speck winged\nheart beating and faceless\neach a mirror and a lamp\n\nthey hit the ground running\nand disappear their errands\na secret their existence a\nmystery each irreplaceable\n\nrags\nrags\ni live lifetimes\nunder you\nthe manor house\nand cave\n\nthis business outside has\nme in a trance through my\nwindow the moon explodes\na billion times shimmering\n\nrags\nrags\ni live lifetimes\nunder you\nthe manor house\nand cave\n\nbhagiti 11.19.07 perrysburg, oh