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Day 2 (August Poetry Postcard Fest)


the monster

cuts silver ribbons

like a mayor of night

and a million million

eyes splinter into

fragments of light.

this is no ordinary

Argus, healing who coalesces

in the four

corners of the underworld, healing

sings only in silver

and never sleeps.


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