Herman Shorts

hurry, love

so, come on
then, brilliant
one, see, i’ve been
waiting
for you with eyes
lowered, to keep
all others from
falling
into magic, i have
held it back,
and this is always
making
the world so much
less than
a world wishes
to be. i will not
raise my eyes
until you are
there to meet
them, for when
you fall
it will be into
the very center.
only you can find
the truth of it.
hurry, love
the world,
it dies.

(2013)

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