Conscience

In the night is a light
pouring on words
Pouring by the dozens
from alien spaces.
In Singapore certain
meat keeps crying.
But not right now ,
I will read this later
In readability companion
of light words.
It is long read for later
in the morning
And I go to sleep with
conscience at rest.

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