Magic

You give me so much more than I asked for
I was a child once
with sunshine in my eyes
and dirt on my bare feet
running past sprinklers half-naked
then the magic cured my loneliness.
I gave so much of myself to the darkness
sunshine kept peeking in on me
wanting my white shadows.

Your tripping words stung me with beauty
your birdsongs carried me in your arms
I am hanging on by tied bedsheets
cut strings of lost childhood.

Break up your delusions
into partitions
send me framed words
unsent cards
loose leaves of my stumbles.
I’m waiting with abandonment
regretting my fate.

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