Thief of Sparks

God was coming from an unnamed galaxy

with a can opener and an attitude

and star-gazer lilies and tassels.

Inflorescence advances to town on Mondays,

if I remember correctly. In early June

a doe tastes grapes in half baked fields

at around five in the morning.

And drawn out after our glaciers have excused themselves

a prehistoric lizard's alarm goe not upon

and it shrugs its shoulders and lifts its head

into warm January haze If I remember correctly,

you ground me hiding beneath a bed reading a work

about tickling and kissing. You presented me a secle pear.

I wanted to go [i]or[/i] come back the sugar, eggs, vanilla, and

the separated fence. If i remember correctly,

you were sum of two units generals exchanging prisoners

in meadowsoups of burn-stone

If I remember correctly; your face was lit

with the strike of a match and the be incandescent of a pot

of electrified tulips, too white:

My organ of visions rolled back into their containers,

their pain clinics, they could no longer gaze

at a snowleopard patrolling an onyx maze in moonlight.

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