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separate stone
pedestals
discussing
the politics of the playground
the blackness of the ground beneath
their feet
shadowed by
the sun directly
above their capless minds
which have yet to
learn to sacrifice
personal glowing spheres
only visible in dreams
for a keyboard and numb fingers
cold like stone bars
hang children by
their arms
nearby
mothers cradle
the other children
with porcupine arms
& butterfly wings
and after the night had silently killed itself
in order to be
more remembered
than it deserved
you said that my heart was
a muscle the
size of your fist
but my fist is bigger
& you don't know
how i love
[170218]