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Thursday, December 29, 2011
To God
You scoop out my insides like a harvest pumpkin
The vessel must be prepared
Which will bear your tiny tea candle
Flickering and squirming
Ghostly light of a hallowed orange shell
:)
ReplyDeleteso clever!
Your poem is wonderful. Yes, preparing the vessel. And that tealight can be quite awesome and life changing.
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