In blue moonlight
stars burn and slide
and catch in tangles of her hair
with fireflies
She tears the pages
of books you have saved
and builds them into paper boats
and lets them float away
A photo begun
illumination
a story come undone
so close your eyes
and you'll see why
illumination time
Float paper on the river
let words disappear
the beating of a thousand red wings
can you hear?

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