full flesh, no ghost.
this confession
sliding violently
to shine
and silence
and succumb,
spilling over
in crescents.
enchanting
the shape of sky
and the universe
with my grief.
I weep and wane
and feel
the ecstasy of
surrender
in this darkness.

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