Wednesday, February 2, 2022

Inoculate

the deep calming medicine of night
enters first the eyes
then the blood

darkness meets darkness there
day outside
heal
night within
heel

our dual nature some would say
but the cracks make many
and the night comes out

follow the bleeding of ink drops on wet paper
rippling open like an iris in the night
reflexive pleading for healing light

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