E. E. Cummings

I Was Considering How

i was considering how within night’s loose sack a star’s nibbling in- fin -i- tes- i -mal- ly devours darkness the hungry star which will e -ven tu- al -ly jiggle the bait of dawn and be jerked into eternity. when over my head a shooting star Bur      s (t into a stale shriek like an alarm-clock)

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