Monday, May 4, 2015

beautiful




Today, in my hand –
I held something beautiful.
It melted into my flesh
And tasted sweet.
I felt the rush of thunder
Like sugar-frosted methadone
And unwavering rabbits
Blue against my temples.
Because.
Because…
The taste was more than beauty-
More than safety
More than honey
The words were a symphony

Of light.

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