comb the night
with an eye
you stole from me
scrape the light
from a river bed
that bleeds
starlight claws
a caress down a wounded tree
dressed in a flesh
so soft and shivering
i stand inside your world
and learn to see
it's a golden night
that has forsaken
me
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