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Curious fire
that may be smothered or fed
now felt belly deep
softly brushing my senses
like fingertips
or midnight voices across a lake
laughter?
crying maybe
or a drunken argument
distilled into strange music
Could be anything
a faint echo of the Big Bang
A sonnet composed by God
I would kneel at this shy flame
kindle it with useless shreds
splinters, yesterday's news
and self-fulfilling prophecies
toss on the old furniture
hell!
why not let it take the whole damn house
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