Poetry

plight

heavy with words,
but light from plight,
dash away the tears
because everything will
eventually be set right.
a rib cage cracked open,
woven fingers and slices
that taste like dizzy wine,
bite down and scream. eternity
bleeds from your eyes,
immortal, the earth is
your kingdom. command the
clouds to weep. the earth
to laugh. and the winds
to dance…

 

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