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Sarah Jeanne Peters
precipice
spoiling sun
toyed with horizon
glancing,
drawing away
a millisecond
moved forward, rewinds
fireflies weave a slow
luminous net
over the moment,
leeching your current.
I call to you
look up!
you’re busy
counting
the missing
spiders of the palisade
yr fear,
foresight
swerves,
deflects
sudden darkness
I plummet
dumb
to ancient
warning
move away
move away