midnight cups of coffee now tar in my blood, 3 a.m. donuts gorgon-stones in my gut.
and
But all the world is a jar of fireflies, each blink of light a microscopic tearing at the veils around my heart: joy and praise will out, though they set me apart.
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Date: 2012-06-22 01:17 pm (UTC)From:midnight cups of coffee now tar in my blood,
3 a.m. donuts gorgon-stones in my gut.
and
But all the world is a jar
of fireflies, each blink of light
a microscopic tearing
at the veils around my heart:
joy and praise will out, though they set me apart.