A thousand thousand steps
to a bliss I’ll never know,
across lush valleys
and bilious little towns.
I imagine all the lives lived
in full dimensional grace behind
lit windows like beacons
but I can only see one,
a far away warmth,
kept like a timepiece on the mantle.
It’s getting colder now
as October has its way
with all creatures
of time and night.


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