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Thieves Of Muse
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I hope my star does not
shift from Earth and sight,
into galaxies unbridled by
God. And that my vision has
hair and pulse, enough
to reach the primal light, grow
a new strength with each
passing defeat.
In hours of climbing the worn pillars of love, as death
forces on through sleep, futility & tears, and climbing,
climbing to no avail, to see no sun, feel only the cold
shattering of heartbreak and the mind undoing . . .
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Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
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First published in “Drunk Monkeys”, 2014
http://www.drunkmonkeys.us/poetry/2015/3/5/thieves-of-muse-by-allison-grayhurst
http://www.drunkmonkeys.onimpression.com/thieves-of-muse/
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