halo’s
half-shine more so within a darkness of mediocre searching
you’ve heard a dusk
arrive amid innuendo’s
lack of social protocol, the
language of
dangling improper
fatigue
breaching day’s angled enunciation
finding softened fog
near vocal demonstration, streaks
of psalms move into
featured walls of handmade shelving
demonstrating
neoteric facsimiles
and the irony of watching a hand
move into a history
of unanswered faithful
fictions
and
upon a looking
closely
combinational
language-hybrid syllabic continuity
things, these
a wonder finds introspection as the device
causational forward
into mimicking help
as the lean into
pleasure folks inward and self is the warmth
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