beyond the brittle towns asleep
beyond the brittle towns asleep
i look where stealing needles of foam
in the last light
thread the creeping shores
as out of dumb strong hands infinite
the erect deep upon me
in the last light
pours its eyeless miles
the chattering sunset ludicrously
dies, i hear only tidewings
in the last light
twitching at the world
(E. E. Cummings)
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