Untitled 1 Poem by Anna Moriarty Lev

Untitled 1



beautiful ending, you have brought me -

in the days floating through the air
passing by, their doors opening to me.
we begin.

colors are somewhere,
i'm glad it's raining.
the birds are returning.
a stapler waits on the desk, hungry.

open, swisht -
dzifbst - close. doors. days.

trains into the tunnels.

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