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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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