mists/

©2021 Michael Raven

the veils stretch thin
in this morning's
humid haze
drawing to
hidden places 
'twixt and 'tween
i will follow
i say
but the worlds
fade
away
with the lance-pierce
ray of sun

time a time folding
back becoming the
river barge threads
needle eyes
every night, flowing
death standing
the stern
with a wink
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