as if a stone ballerina
this dancer shall embrace immortality
curves slope without reservation
as if God had a purpose
veined hands imprint upon this artwork
as if an advocate studying
all the while, each lullaby or discretion
uttered past colorless lips
will never murmur the hearts or ears
of those beneath the rolling hills
she shifts and he does too
like the moon shies
our waters cease to roam the Earth
in soft, speaking gurgles
pray while we sleep in our graves
draped with the remains of butterfly wings.
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Submission Name: stone ballerina...
