the long gone nights
of a ruptured life
stung by the passage
that wrings the tides of time
stunned by the trees uploading
and the cautious deer
heart's in a vine cast long ago
hung loose to sanction the abyss
a whale-mouth, a gashed series
of spasmodic dreams
in jelly green peppered rings
all the colors lost beneath the tides
reborn in suffocating skies
the bones on the couch stuck
waiting.
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