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  Sep 2015 erica court
wordvango
the glow of a firefly
reach into the vast darkness
pull her fire from the night
would I glory then
like a star plucked from her nest
as a starling babe
belonging there
what might I
do then?
i ask daily for prayers
and
recieve handfuls of thistles
pray for me
night, shuffled between
the unpredictable cards
of magic and moonlight
your body is a dazzling colander;
filtering my pieces out.
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