Night, night casting shadows

Awake, spinning outside

            barefoot

Stars sprinkle dust

Moon at half mast

With Shadowland

          the other half

Digging deep in the mind

Burrowing in the pain

Outstretched hands

Digging into her belly

          Wombless

Feeling the light of the stars

Beating on  her chest

Begging the light to revive her torn heart

And torn parts

 

Written on 07-21-2018

 

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