But thank God the dog
And our doubles need to be walked
Our shadow selves taken out
Into the dying twilight
Where the wide spaces wait
The night air is also a Christ
Or a girl going by on a bike
So much homework undone
We both know what she would say
Having said it all before
But I can’t wait for the morning
If you get up at five
You can watch Venus dissolve
In yet another sun like love
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