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Last Night

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© 2002 Devon Gallant
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Last night
I hummed a song to you
and prayed
for the birds to join my chant
lavish you
in water tongues.

I waited for the flutter
of nothing
but blood filled flies
and my tears mixed with earth
for the sadness of betrayal.

When I awoke
before sight came to blurry eyes
or the flicker to fingertips
my ears tingled
with the chirping
of morning birds.

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