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  • ... Winter's box starts closing in, the way it does,

    pinning you
  • like a butterfly, like an experiment, like something no longer here
    or something

    that never even was
  • and you can no longer sleep or think clearly, the pain of the world too much --

    and you can't drag yourself out because, well, why would you
  • Just then--just now--
    when the lid lowers itself,
    at last

    a messenger houdinis in just like that
    out of thin air

    as it has before
    as it will again
    to pierce this fierce gloom

    with songs of maybe
    and yes.
  • All photos but the final one I took at the JR installation on Ellis Island.
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