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Ex-Temporaneous

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It’s a dark day

Not enough for a

Ritual outside

And there’s rain

The sun tries

To come through

In patches

Dark hours nonetheless

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That might be spent

At midnight

In the loft,

A vigil

And an offering

Prayer life in the dark

Ages behind that

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Maybe a candle

Of the kind

That does not curse the darkness

But slices through it

If in, well, a fuzzy way

Batteries included

Diffuse Light and shadow

Diffuse

With unscripted words

Everything

Partnering

For the message

For the words

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Photo by Zoran Kokanovic on Unsplash

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