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~The Girl And The Runaway~It was dark, a dark gloomy night,
And there was a little girl, scared with might.
She was scared, and ruined, deep inside. Her Chest,
that glowed a bright deep red under her white dress,
that glistened in the cold night, brightening from the moonlight,
she ran, she ran indeed, why was she running, why?
No one knows why, no one, except her, herself, the fireflies,
and the moon, in the bright gloom, of the night.
Abandoned ChapelThe parish waits now,
the loneliness of corners
crawling outward on walls--
chipped away by the wind,
and held together
by silk spindles;
cobwebs align them like the membranes of memories,
the cut of a jewel in an broken window
against the sun
where beads of rain
gather in a mesh of strands
a new Mosaic
against the backdrop of a cemetery;
My eyes seek out the sermon
in close proximity,
paint no distance
between headstone and cloud;
elegies topple each other
in their climb to heaven
as light trickles
over the shade,
breathes a new glow over snuffed candles.
I feel the weight in these empty rows,
how a breath couldn't cease to be breath
in the midst of prayer.
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