Capture Night
In here secret insects capture the Night
Spinners of shadow
Silk fine woven looms
In here backroom sketches reply
Catching words, stolen rapture of Light
No one is there, no me it or my
How still quiet the dark breathes on an I
See what is not to be seen within sight
In here secret insects capture the Nightj§
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2017-08-26 at 12:00
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