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in fading light
it's hart to follow ones own tracks
much less surely make new ones
and hands
become ghosts of things
surely not able to handle
anything but shades of tasks
like tyin shoes
in twilight dreams
and nothing more
eyes play tricks
in fading light
and sounds are surely monsters
easily seen in between
outstretched thoughts
of lost causes
and sleep seems
and snow seems probable
and the wind unbearable
in surely fading light

don't worry, it's just God speaking...

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The following comments are for "in fading light"
by 42 suicidal mules

I like the shape of this poem, it feels right somehow. I don't know why, it just is. One question, by 'surely' do you mean certainly or sullenly, I suspect the latter, but not certain.

( Posted by: ogg [Member] On: October 9, 2003 )

Really like this - totally relate - this is one of my favorite times of day - imagination takes over

( Posted by: poesandpoetry [Member] On: January 7, 2004 )

hey, this is great stuff. you're not around much these days, huh? too bad. this needs a proofread, but it's very sensitive, finely crafted and subtly attuned to thick dusky moments. i'm very impressed.

( Posted by: ark [Member] On: March 16, 2004 )

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