i tasted one of their chocolate fireflies.
but it didn’t sit well with my bloodstream
so i tore the rest to stars.
moved a mountain in your name.
apologized later for not asking you to help.
opened gates with prayers shaped like keys that
i swallowed not that long ago.
you are kaleidoscope in sunshine,
binocular in rain. and
i am sure you know where i left myself last.
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