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In Downy Tufts

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Downloading the fire―
from your long tresses, I have
singed my hands.

A carcass flaunts
the broken ribs. May be
someday it rises from the ashes
like phoenix to see your meltdown.

Not now, I am not ready to die
in your blue lakes.

One day the namad comet with a long tail
was going to crash in your bay.

The thick smoke
covers the embers. You raise
your eyebrows to betray
an unimaginable fear.

Must you lean on―
the window to see the depth
of the fall?

One day I will take you away
like dandelions.

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