Bruised Moonlight

October 17, 2017
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my shrieks--

are  wound around twilit moonbeams,

the irregularities in the light,

patched with rose petals

my tears--

outlined with the audacity

of fading dreams

an unanswered question scrapes

the ends of my eager larynx

my ankles gliding

in frosty moon glow,

the spaces between my toes

filled with stars

your smile--

unwinds my twisted shrieks

from around moonbeams,

I fumble with the soft petals,

that patch the deep irregularities,

in the fragile light,

bruised moonlight

I percieve deepening sights

with softening smiles

my grandmother's dreams

thrust into the wounds

on bruised moonlight






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