Having drank the last
of the coffee going cold
I need to get out there,
under those clouds
and the yellowing leaves
sunlight had hidden
among the green,
for this gray light will go
in two hours more
and having slept
the unrevealed hours
I will live the black hours
of the lengthening night
in a circle of electric light,
world reduced into rooms
from this still vast and wide
landscape that lets you breath
and fill your spirit near to the brim
for those dark hours
that now divide the spinning life.
07.09.2025
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