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swoon

sweet resurrection
of once sacred light
splinters
the length
of my breath
rolls off the roof
of yesterday’s barn
swept as my prayers
o’er the dew

purple and pale
yellowing truths
none yet
have known how to write
of shadowings chased
til their brilliance

grew still
and day
spoke of night
thru her tears

. . .