sliver of blight

save but a sliver

as eyes brush aloft

gate to be open

as books always crack

descention silence

clocks clap clasp heel

I am stunned

quivering speechless 

quake a late awake

am I near

could you guide me

can I reach out

may I call on

will I seem too fond

lest I forget so soon

sigh fishing

side corner 

door dormer

red red and 

red yet again