lilacs re-leaf, re-bloom
in October
hummingbird moths feed,

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and simultaneously,

She’s un-be-coming a human be-ing

She’s destined to,

we’re destined to, too

no
need to
tell me, explain
what’s happening

as constant witness,

as constant, remote witness to slaughter,

as constant gardener,

as constant tender,

as constant daughter,

i see.

i recognize.

i know,

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