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And the Glow Swallowed Her
I was a waste of energy,
she said.
"I'm just so afraid
of putting the wrong information
in your hands
lest you leverage it
to your plans."
I was risky business,
she cried.
"Investment in you
is so volatile I can scream.
The ups and downs
so needless...
so fruitless..."
I was a beam
of emotional turmoil
aimed directly at her eyes;
once warm,
but soon only pale with the lies
that made her color blind.
And as her pupils
bled out rainbows
I could only apologize.
I was her heart's demise,
I know.
But I'd probably do it all again
if she let me
so it's better she set me loose
like the animals
whose savage glows
radiate self-preservation:
that distinct
luminous instinct
that swallowed her loving patience.
