swallow the sky
your sphere is a throat
taking away hunger
fly away into the sky
with the many swollen
empty stomachs
being in the sky
counting on your rosary
the blues liberated from color
deity in the night
empty the clinging motes
of their daytime visions
I love it.
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thanks Barry
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