~divorce
the sun has splintered from
its arc
a hollowing of hindsight, undefined
like backscatter
this is the process of unbecoming
the blueing before the dark edge
rootless in afterthought
as if a tempest of our breathing
this sky is made from tiny wings
of lesser gods
& the silence that follows thunder
lah 4.4.16 ©®
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