Rename
That is
what happens.
I often rechristen
my days
deep in the night.
Voice, come out
of the
silence.
speak
something.
I stand a while
in the dark.
You are there,
flickering,
ask nothing of life
I want to walk
to the edge of
your feeling.
You are there
yet
far beyond
real and more real.
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