agent of doubt
colleague of my fear
you recognize my secret so well
don't you?
what dealing do you have with me
on this rainy day?
where light wears a veil
and warmth evades me
bring your tidings
to a different one
this image is not for you to paint
nor is it yours
to fill in my blanks
you try my resolve
use my own tongue
to deceive myself
you inhabit the shadow's spread
cast from petty facts
your skill is in embroidery
and you knit misgivings
your designs are fitting
woven for the weary
~csr
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