Only Gods Know This

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Still dark, I stood beside my life

at the end of a dream. My

body the room, my thoughts

the shadow the room

makes. Morning kissed away

the night, but only gods

know this. Below me, featherless

vehicles of sleep

continued in their dead shapes.

All of silence collected in my hands

like an old spell I'm not

supposed to know, but I knew.

Every light took its place

like poison inside a mouse’s belly.

I made it out alive. I mean

unseen.