Footnote: Autumn, 1977; 2

[for F.L.L., whoever---whatever---you are, now]

 

False dawn:  your love, like

Auroras Borealis,

is a cold, jagged

flare in the darkness of a

chilling, unyielding climate.

 

Kyakuchuu

 

[jlc]

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