ERASURES
This miracle of the desert–
May it live on forever
In the thousand footpaths
Of a whisper,
The daydream of a stone,
The diary of a hammer.
A door opens somewhere
Along the threshold of evening,
Bringing out the rear
Light of a TV
In which a hundred skies
Pass over the subfusc
Of spring, towards this ocean
In me. Nevermind how long.
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