evening routine

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grave

forget tenderness
serene silent threnodies
rage deep in my soul

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intelligence

shines in his deep eyes
as he spirals in circles
through the garden leaves

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angry

ranting and raving
in the overwhelming light
collapsing in sweat

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response

he sticks out his tongue
and bangs his head on the wall
behind the garden

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sweating

mother revolted
by the dark blood on the wall
screams in tender fear

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later

oblivious he
undoes the lock on the gate
washed clean by the moon

beneath whispers

the heart alone
has taken charge
thoughts fill too slowly
prayer acts as referee
between the heart and mind

the dance alone
has vanished bright
thoughts fill too darkly
prayer acts as laughing joy
between the feet and mind