as we head to cleveland, to search for the ghost of jau...
THE TAKING OF SOMETHING REMEMBERED
Waiting caught the moment
and time fell audibly in the hollow.
The short edge ended.
A vibration denied its sound
and silence wept.
Measurement had no section
nor the line a length.
Between had no center nor start,
balance no place.
Time was a shadow a lifetime ago.
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