Tuesday, 5 April 2016

All Nighter

Day five.


early wonder purple sprouts
sparkled gems of glass eclipsed like

little marvels; sunrise bumblebees
a hollow crown atop the ruby queen.

the blue-curled painted mountain is
a fringed mix of bull's blood,

mammoth melting sugar snow,
and acres, just acres of gold

We half long for nighttime.


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