Nothing Rhymed

High rules
The Night
Just
Looking
For excuses
That
Just might
Take the
Edge
Of it all

Numbness feeds
Spaces
Where
You rather
Not go
In between
But
Hello
You are there
So just
Watch what
May happen

Swifting and
Quirling
Bedazzeled
And unspoken
For
Reality
To rise
Unexpected

Night takes
Over

Nothing poor
Nothing
Sweet
Nothing
Rhymed


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