Lines In The Dark Poem by Roger Bewman

Lines In The Dark

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White plastic lights in the dark
cutting color off the sky
coated screams near the moon
hurry up and wake up

Lines in the dark
ignore the blackness of the night
hosts of serious defects

Track down memory clouds
swirlling static sense
lines in the dark
become part of life's bark

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