Night Rising Poem by Bill Grace
Night Rising
Rating: ★5.0
It seems strange to me
Not knowing if I am hot or cold
That I look at numbers
Which seem to reassure my vertigo
That at least the question was ok
Despite my lack of answer.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: numbers
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8/28/2026 7:56:11 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
thrilllllling. the question to everyone's answer/is usually asked from within. Ok, i'm on a Steve Miller Band kick.? keep on SusxGLx