Leslie Philibert - Midnight

a bent silence
unattended the darkness
subtle through the hours

a white-horse star astray
blocks of darkness
that fall badly

a town at sea beyond halo
the night sky, holed cloth
ghosts that shuffle

and a river-road full of coal
a motor bees down the guide
starless, the air empty.

Leslie Philibert

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