Dark all around me,
worm moon spilling open.
A blink of red.
I bent.
Ring around the iris.
Leaning into night.
Eyes meeting eye.
Dark all around me,
worm moon spilling open.
A blink of red.
I bent.
Ring around the iris.
Leaning into night.
Eyes meeting eye.
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