everything’s been paid
that last invoice suspended …
blame the gintrap in your mind if you like
or the way that others stick between
eye-will and teeth on icy edge
some people were not suited for the moonlight
while you, that you, are dangerous all the time
forget me now 
The end is intense.
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oh bless you Noah … i’m so grateful that you still visit here .. i loathe having nothing to offer …. thank you dear soul!
Shell! I missed you. Another mind weaving poem, infinitely re-readable, full of subtle tone and originality. Hello again,
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dear friend Paul …. i feel abysmal when i’m not writing, giving, tend to quarantine myself …. so really, yes, hello again *smiles