and if once
one night just
stretched
like a rotating blade
through itself
and so once was forever
and the lamp
spewing glowed, spilling
wetted sheets
bible boxes
walls
so they all stayed like
a hotel room bathed
in light
and that day never came
to change a tone
from all time
to now
then i could stop to wait
and understand
all things
turned round
made sense
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