Like mildew on leather
I was musty with trust
That antecedent
Precursive verse –
Of the unknown:
We laughed, I was laughing
Weathering busty stances
A rocking horse
A silhouette
The shadows danced
As shadows do
Must settling
Trust too
Like angel dust
On every surface.
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