LOVE WON'T SAVE US

"as dusk pretties our faces
and laughter sounds
like the first idea of glass

how many years ago, when a human,
not a god, looked at water and thought
it needed to be held, lifted, in a room
that was not its source, in a life
with just the right amount of sorrow.”
-Bob Hicok, from “a space made of words"

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