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Even Though I’m Becoming the Sunrise

Mark Fleury

Even though I’m becoming the Sunrise,
There’s no living engulfed by its outside,

Lifting my spine’s golden strands

Like a rope, life-lined, rooted,
And touching the underground,

Vertical glass pane. The Sun
Has saturated the soil
Like rain, Light dripping

From my Angel eyes and nose
Where my shadow-head is form
And content before they separate.
Lifeline shadows, flames of sight,

Sentences, thread the Sunrise and burn
Through my Angelic grave, where I see.

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