Dusk eye of red vine

Dusk eye of red vine

and you the links eye

unravel me in the mirror with the eye of a beast

to the end the shout animated in exile

into a half stranger poem into

silk from the dark ring of the moon

should I dress as a fugitive queen?

Night by night

with a fist full of stars

from the elytra of the crickets

to crown my precious stones 

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