Glowworm Poem by Maria Mitea
Glowworm
razor touch
gillette mach3 built with maximum precision
steel on the beard,
the cheek that seeks the skill of the one who
wants to feel the heart in the palms,
long black night
calling the stars
birds
to taste your color: - scar
leaking in his left eye, like zoro
you do like to fight
while
she's a larva for you
soft beetle
wingless abdomen that emits light
to give birth to your flight
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