The Bluestocking 2023-24

A violent Red beast.

I wear the tears Of yesterday Like diamonds Like scars Like yellow jewels

And lollipops Gone sticky and cold.

I speak the song of Evening When light is pulled back Like a tide to sea Burning into black Midnight ash Its embers a mighty

Twinkling blanket To swaddle me up And lift me gently To The Moon.

When time slows, creaks And tumbles to a pause I shall hang onto humanity’s edge And I shall hear music Faintly The music never stops.

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