In the morning, played
Sweet ether remains.
Earthy notes, bitter flow.
Vacant joy, position
Betrayed
Fire flies, outward
Vision isn’t seeing.
Striking disposition
Jarred, bed sitten
Clearing ice cold
Hands pushed backward,
Scarlet Miss Charlotte
sits on the hay.
Smiles and knives,
circling boxes
that never need and leave
ideas up high, starry eyed.
Shelf watched hero,
Footsteps treaded skyward.
Never quite healing
Exhale dealt, return to sender.
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