SKY BREAKING

  Why do I fear the darkness?

  The shadows that blanket

  and shelve the hard, purple

  moments. I spend so much time

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  looking down and inside

  that the rough and wild ruckus

  of beautiful, incomplete things

  slips through my hands and knowing.

  Embrace the cracks between the bricks.

  Shimmy up the pale green stalks

  until the sky breaks like a song.