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there is still enough sunlight in a day for you to matter.

you have enough honey in your heart to keep you full

years if you will forgive yourself for

all these words sticking together in the loops

of your spine. look at all these lights: low and warm

and red

like lust but without eyes open and all

mouths closed. clasp your hands closed in prayer

without begging forgiveness from all these

angry gods you conjure in your sleep. rest

on your side with arms to keep you steady

and stars close enough to dip your tongue in.

do not let the bitterness love you tender.

do not let the loneliness hold you close.

your mouth is dyed silver from

cheap jewelry and coins thrown in the

wishing well in the pit of your stomach.

your body a magnet for too much silver,

fingers green and tongue purple

from stolen treasures but here:

here your bony shoulders ask

you for more than you are capable of and here

is you giving yourself practice in death;

windows spilling over,

liquid glass turning to sand behind your ears.

#college