Friday 15 November 2013

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Darling, the night is over
And the lights are closing down.
Orion runs for cover ;
The bear resigns his crown.

We have seen our bodies tremble
In the water of the lake,
Seen our figures disassemble
And the water shake, and shake.

But now the hour elapses,
And our understanding falls out
In silence. The lamp collapses

And draws the curtain down,
And its light goes strangely about.
Shadows move where they are thrown.

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