by Patrick Howse19 Apr 2018
In the comfortOf the darknessI make notes,
Watching snatchedInsights, glimpses Captured forever.
Snake-like I listenWith the strange Tongue of my exile,
And my scribbled wordsOverlap in patternsI find hard to read.
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