april is poetry month #13

the memory of light

look! the stars were here.

their black holes,

their empty watering places.

the memory of light.

they swam these dark channels,

they gathered up the coals

and cast them down to god.

their dragon breath,

their dragon heads bowed

everything burning everything turning

redder as each flower of morning pulls

the night over its head.

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