I cried so long my very bones were dry;
I couldn’t raise my head, lay loose-limbed, sunken.
I heard a voice cry, “Prophesy!” My body jumped,
of its own volition, to attention,
knocking the stale breath out of me with a sigh…
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I don’t usually comment on your poetry, but this one particularly struck me. Awesome.
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