i hear jars of jasmine
in the pale moonlight
singing and swallowing
the day’s lie
the fallen mask of scalded hearts.
the night has a belly of jam and butter
smooth, a swamp of blood moons.
a feverish rush of adrenaline,
saying chants to hypnotize.
via Moonlight
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