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After Dark
Well we went way back into our heads and we saw all our old 
 
 empires and effigies airing out
 
 in ruins amongst canary-headed ballerinas,
 
 brittle bones popping,
 
 crackling as they roasted.
 
 The fat sizzled.
 
 Cradled in the flames we found
 
 antique ribbons long forgotten.
 
 We discovered desires,
 
 dumb dreams of dreary days and
 
 fears we didn’t know we were 
 
 supposed to have.
 
 We understood love and lilies and
 
 how to play the oboe.
 
 We knew; we rejected our prejudice, our weakness. 
 
 We were inventors
 
 scientists
 
 lovers
 
 poets.
 
 We were fortune-tellers
 
 we were
 
 God 
 
 Goddess
 
 Devil and
 
 Creator. 
 
 We forgot it all
 
 before our heads left the pillow.

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I am speechless.
This was so beautiful, I can't even express how powerful it really was. The last lines especially were absolute perfection.
I can't believe this isn't published in the magazine. It's freaking amazing.
 
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