I am in secluded silence for several months again. A little ditty did come.
Need not say Anything at all, Arrived the season Of the Fall.
All goes quiet, All goes still. Excuse me now, While I fulfill.
Leave the lights on, Return at dawn. A newly muted white swan, Seated on—Sri Polygon.
Arrived the season Of the Fall. There is Nothing, Nothing and All.
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