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The Beautiful Day, V

A.B. Spellman

he went

to the window.

it folded & shrank.


quietly, & without warning

them, night leaked into the

room, into the 'idea' of the group.


how easy it is to lie

to you.  what a soft

lie your silence is.


she moved closer

to the window.  night

shifted & sank.


From The Floating Bear No 13 (1961)