Come thoughts let us think you deeply now that morning has come.
The light makes you seem strong enough to scrape off the darkness
as though we had a shard and the night were skin.
There's a gecko on the granite floor.
His belly pulses like spring water.
He's frightened. He's alert.
He waits...
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