dust to dream. – Lucy (of Lucy’s Works)

dust / to the dream /
flowers fall to the glass moon
and her fingertips
/ in the
/ ephialtes /
light and / cosmic touch;

you tried to /
ruin me / but I’m not
Atë or Ares.

Spume of the ocean
I will not drown /
you / in my threnody /

war feet / burst like the apple
in the trench / the dissection
of man and bone.

stars / truncated
to the strawberry / pregnant
moon; a death
in a dream and pomegranate
ribs onto stardust and star-death,

a ghost of Adam to Eve,
they are dust

/ the dissection
of man and bone /
seduction / to the / wind
and oak death /

we are the suckle
of the sea, the mouth
of dust,

in elegy.

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