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heard in the deep wells
she was searching for a place
but didn’t know its name
sat and listened to the water
fall in reverse
evaporating up to cornflower skies

thought she was seen
in fluorescent halls blindfolded
waiting for early mass and she
was seen in fluorescent halls
blindfolded waiting for early mass
in light and dark
feeling the wind in reverse
still and stagnant

heard her breath scramble up walls
pressed against the lips
in the wrong place
heard she asked to be held in
happiness and heart
a pressed mouth a grin evolving

black mask black mask
white eyes white eyes
how the sky looked back
bare
devoid of memories
movement

grey rain
birth to running waters
slept over the cicada sigh
she asked
will I ever see my shadow
cast against blue and gold
water and sand

cried when they said
we loved you best in darkness
solemn sighs and the pain that
once crippled you
made you heavy and pushed
aside cornflower skies

still
the ground glistens
passed over by darkness
bare
devoid of lips questions and
moving breath

still