This is the place where you died
night after night after night
A cotton covered fortress of foam
unknown patterns emerge, then come the words
to label every stone that stirs
Here’s to the death of your newborn
one letter word that you pulled from the sea
it was careless, a concept, no contract
no wonder didn’t make the cut
when there;s another one
A scarab drags the sun through a cloud and comes down
tells your sisters not to fear him’
but don’t you dare go near him
The day burns your eyes nearly blind, unkind
messenger bird sings the absurd
in hopes that her voice is heard
Cheers to the death of your newborn
one letter word that you pulled from the sea
it was careless, a concept, no contract
no wonder didn’t make the cut
when there’s another one
There’s a line in the mirror
It’s a crack in you
through which night escapes
The light screams in fear of the new
when we are old
This is the breath you were born with
Blows around, then calms down, then starts over

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