Adam Mish

struck

a mess of sick
   sweet sweetness
a light   and
no ends

I am lightning struck
and I assert my struckness

I assert   and you
can be sure   lend
all my power to
   that
which breaks
   like arrows
   free of matter

and causes love
to buzz
   golden rays

all poems

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