River Day

Eventually

this pencil will erode

I cannot write in ink

Summer day cut short, pink

the night, faded before the light of day is lost

checking towers, watches and walls

hot grass, cold river

warm glass, icy shiver

but I am years past today

all of it before your eyes

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