The Night Book

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    Posted: April 3, 2008, 11:02 pm by Levari
    In this moment
    along the beheaded
    path of time

    so begins
    the book
    of your life

    whose words you
    will conjure

    without
    asking permission,

    and

    without
    ever learning the rules.

    You will make them up
    while turning
    these coiled,
    cocked,
    ruined pages

    and transcribe into them
    the infinite whiteness
    of the desperate night,

    and this morning's
    mourning

    that tiptoes
    between the
    seconds
    of you.

    ~New York - 9/19/01
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