What we say and what you sense
Remain related the way
Clothing’s related to skin—
We could say that dawn begins
At a certain exact time,
As poetic description,
Or as mythic narrative,
And some of those will fit you
Fine, most of the time, but dawn
From the corners of your eyes,
That changing light on your skin’s
Never what we’ve clothed you with.
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