we came from
the pits of
pitch
black love -
distinguish
between accidents
and coincidences
dance and
trip and make it look
like
part of the program
31 days will
pass and pregnant
women will not bleed, but
soon enough their lips
will be rosy and blood will rush
to
their cheeks
miracles
don't happen for any reason
the voices of reason draw
strength from dreaming
when we
embrace summer
becomes green and questions
beauty since it lasts for a fraction
of life.
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