Wednesday, August 30, 2017

poem || Jeff Bagato

Another Absence

       Only in a minute, after
                         the dream is gone
  do I realize the poem
               was never written
         an image can be held
                  but words too
    somewhere in gray
                    glowing green
                       another story
                 among the neurons

                shyly keeping the ending
                        & the beginning
          to itself—& even far
              far >>>>
                               from its own

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