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the heart radiates like a drunk firefly
the light flickers sometimes
appears to disappear
we equate the dark with its absence
it is a most savage battle
thinking we are our thoughts
herds of parched beggars thirsting for our identities
diminishing the gods in our blood
the listening in our pores
the cosmic beat in our chests wouldn’t harmonize
with light if light wasn’t our home
our bodies are talking
be silent enough to honor its language
the deep knowing that curls from the nerves out
the yearn and ache we tuck in the darkest
pyramids of our organs are whispering
from cell to cell and digging up
their own graves
we sleep so our gratitude can run around
without us and leave wordless poems
on lovers doorsteps
we wake sometimes so raw
with a kiss   a white light   a humming  in our eyes