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Fairy Godmother

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(Rushing through the long hall

down the long stairs) -Ani DiFrano, Self Evident

-this long road leading to

a windowless, empty room,

birds are singing before 'started chasing me-

I stay-in-prayer, thump'n forest barefoot

top roots form [in] to bismuth shape, Melding with

my exhale, stifling self [to] my gods

-[while] I'm scared for my life

whip't seldom solace wench't (Prayer

Wrapping the air)

the wind distorting my hair,

It fills me [in] infinite hollow

I can't recognize tangibility, just

won't sense it- this static & stoic

sober-quil void-essent landscape

mystic-uous among th' stars, &

bleeding in the milk of distant moons- it fills me,

Filling me abundances of

nothingness, expanding spaces

enduring ascension/transition

Dulling vision to a blindness, deafened & calloused-

Growing limbs while eyes + ears wither,

shoulders reach & morph to cork, breasts into

bark

as Chloroplast colonizes Melanin +Biotin, (she is)

Frozen in rash of dawn

<Daphne morphs into the Olive Tree, never to be seen again>

 
 
 

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