September 25

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More rain, irregularly–

halfway across the bridgespan
but no further

still, the return
of clouds is a comfort,
having complained about them
all my life

they’re still mysterious

here sky-like, there,
hurt pink, hematosed,
light pollution probably–

now it’s stopped raining
and the silence
is distressing

erasure by halves
worse than none
at all

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