Non-Erotic PoetryFebruary StarsOur quixotic relation, where she
lives soundly justified in engagement
have broken open planetary nebulae
come vim exuberance to re-create
between old allies, a humanism
us and then them, truth and beauty
and madness and irrationality and tribalism
where February met the deepest cold
midnight black met flax and blue
remembers scent long after pictures skew
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