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The blindness of the sunlight on that day
never abandons me. Mirrored by the hearth
reflected in your own two ember eyes.

Ask me something good.
Answer a question with a question.
An eye for an eye,
A touch for a touch.

Hard heat of summer in the park that day
still simmers me from time to time. Sweaty
and a little drunk inside my coat of maxims.

Confess to me a lie.
Counter it with something sweet, be sharp.
A word for a word,
A silence for a silence.

Light is only beautiful at certain times of day.
The promise of the light returning is what cuts.
Erase your work and now you

haven’t done the math, now
have you.

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The promise of the light returning is what cuts certain times of day light is only beautiful in silence word for word countered by confession sweet and sharp lie a little drunk inside my coat of maxims sweaty in the hard heat shimmering from time to time summer in the park that day a touch for a touch she has an eye for that she answers questions with questions riddle me this why are the mirrors of your eyes like embers in the hearth of summer blind like sunlight blind as love is true you haven’t done the math you haven’t done the math now have you