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in the gloaming of awakening / a big empty space in the sky where the holes are for the stars / lamenting each careful refraction / the heart is a cup which empties in the puzzle of a flood / or the riddle of lamplight approaching / to memory foam impression / shadow-filled by gently-stuffed polyester to mimic / the feathers of the goose who keeps his own gentle down / some side-effects are inseparable from the sweetness of desire / turn the sheet back to nobody or the bodiless towel / hanging limp the heart aches a regular ache / it waits, it waits