The end of passion is a doomsday
is a fire burning on the moon
is a second brighter sun
is a blindness
is an eye closure
is the inside of a woman’s vision
the veins surrounding the spindled colour
the wet seeping out onto a wolf hide
is a fresh painted ceiling
is a wide space
is a warm bed
is the comforter
the light
the morning
just the burning out there overhead
is a bird beyond glass window
is a good sleep
is a bad dream
what a nightmare
what a kick


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