the sunrise came
as a tidal wave.
Instead of
slow and steady,
revealing itself in
hues
purples and blues
oranges and yellows.
All the things
that may have been
under the sparkling
twinkling
unrelenting
of last night
are bleached bones
in the midst of cracked earth
desolation
what could be
but shall never
exist
except for the first and last
kiss
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