today
i saw the light
(i saw you)
the absence of you,
curling
around the edges of
one red vase
my
father gave me
for
valentine's day. i think
there's something
so wrong
with you being gone,
with
you saying nothing
as
i sit here
bristling in the sun(moon)light
with my hair
in little blond halo
shadows
on the wall.
bloom sound blur.
i
realize what shines...
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