In the theater,
perched,
I had whole body shakes
while the thick straw plunged
into my soda water
for courage
Revelations muddled like
an old brown lime
Darkness upon darkness
(it's a repeated local theme)
the unison climax and crash,
the theatrics of forever,
an emerald at the apex
in this emerald city
Then I see Angela
all cheekbones and boots
She still sells potions
at the market
her love wilted
an education's worth
of years ago -
she lost him to the other island
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