elliot r. wolfson

on one foot dancing

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carbon & chime

somewhere at sea
stops someone
to seek something
she sometimes knew
out of glitter comes gloom
or was it glitter out of gloom
since then sunrise seems like sunset—
mother warned always
that p is p, q is q—
someone must have
been somewhere
prior to here
for eyes see there
the likes of somewhere

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