these horrors of last nightA Poem by paul
out here in the night
theres no way of telling wrong from right out here in the light theres no way of telling wrong from right and memories don t deserve this much respect like an airplane does or a hammer. out here in the night like out here in the desert you can t see the next words coming all s you can do is sit like a catcher and trust in physics or don t even think about. out here in the day. these horrors of last night evaporate
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