…
We have wandered
……….(once again)
too far. Become un
-lucky in our gaze.
These streetlights falter,
alter shadows, offer
cobbled stones.
Perhaps we have
bartered our broken much
too soon,
settled for
the passing of the buck
by stars
;
the yuck and yaw
of moon.
..
Another Quadrille for dVerse. Come play!
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Ooooh! “Perhaps we have / bartered our broken much / too soon,” That’s fantastic.