Drops of the Sky

DROPS OF THE SKY

I eat drops of the sky like candy

made in the ovens of

the gods.

That road before me

leads me to saviors

made of stones and

tangled grasses…

saviors who will offer me

a star-scarred night;

a careless gift

to enjoy

like a broken porcelain cup

full of dandelion wine.

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