The future was honest, once. A watcher of the skies,I view my wasting skin. Vision may be a part of sight’sdazzling when a new planet swims into view. I close my eyes, the universe is less bright,faked by sleeping’s second sight. Kim M. Russell, 16th June 2025 I’m hosting the Quadrille at the dVerse Poets […]
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