missing from the roil yesterday
that took me over
that dragged me under
has found its way back in
has found a corner near a temple
to dance and blaze in
shine out on the ugh still roiling
has found a crack
somewhere near a shoulder
to gleam from
defy the mess
still whirling inside
fire, light
is willing to work slowly
take back its losses
spark thought again
insist the others
clean up the mess they've made
but while it waits and demands
to dance up joy
even in taking back so little
even in beginning to bring back
balance
the leaps between brain cells
fire! light!
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