Notes from the field (7)- And Silas spoke

And Silas spoke then turned his face away,

As if perchance to see,

The hidden truth.

But Silas we,

We’ve seen it there,

Lurking just beyond the edge of light,

Shifting through the shadows,

So Silas sits upon his plastic chair,

Waiting for the Angel,

The earthquake,

And his miraculous escape.

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