There’s a way back to blue
& to you, but we couldn’t
remind you in time

The Miracle

“The miracle wasn’t that the statues were crying;
It was in the amount of people who undoubtedly
believed that they were witnessing one.”

Harlequin Frames

while deciphering spatter, I remember
your squinting, your pondering,
& the magnetics of twiddling fingers


Empty beak speak,
silence can seem so deafening

Sleep, sweet,
tomorrow stings…

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