to the murder of crows watching me so close,
if you steal my nights
give 'em back before my heart breaks
under the stars i wait with bandages -
tightened to the plot i recognize not
Sunday, 30 April 2017
sleepless night
may 1, 2017
the poet surrendered her papers
to the wind that whispers
those scattered letters
chose to dance with the singing feathers
and she unleashed her broken fears
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