Hackman

Long fingers, long hands, stretching causality
come too late, gone too soon, giving the unknown
breath, and space, softening skillfully the…
what? Sleeping, none the lesser, setting
ships aright, sails billowing, flight.
Redeem, redeem, and I cannot attend.

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