The Dim Echo of Passing Light

The Dim echo

of light passing 

by only to stand

in the still life.

How teary eyed echoes

wager thus

and iron carriages

carry it on.

Only a drunken peace

can be the vice.

They can only stare.

Never worry,

there is solace

to be had on 

a cloudy night.

1/29/11

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