you don’t know why
i don’t know either
if we will die
if we will shimmer
gathering light
gathering dimmer
just one more try
just one more glimmer
taking it any way
making it any way you can
if you are a drought
and I am winter
we might amount
to not be winners
so let’s wait to count
the pile of cinders
or see who pulls out
from an embrace of splinters
taking it any way
making it any way you can
if it’s all right
I want it to be more
than what’s inside
that what’s been outworn
something just might
maybe a small door
into a night
where there is a no floor
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