Cling

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Beginning at dawn
her limbs
twist inward
and circle the familiar
clinging to all these known things
and those known things

tight tighter tighter tighter

But once asleep
her genderlessĀ heart adventures out
to flitter with the funeral owls
and counselĀ the fireflies

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