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Not afraid at all,
I drew the star on his bedroom wall.
He lit the candle and then said,
“It’s time to welcome the dead.”
Pin his shoulders down
but don’t let the skull crack against the ground.
(This was earlier that day,
just seemed important to say.)
Paint the color field,
dark as a doorway, dull as a field,
blue as the moment when you said,
“I should be getting to bed.”
Roll the window down,
pass through the light that we gathered round.
Dumb in the driveway of your place,
I’ll see you one of these days.
(Not another sound.
Let the word move you from underground.
Follow the longing to replay
down to what you have to say.)
Lifted ten feet high,
gripped in the terrible specter’s eye.
Took him a moment to drop down.
Head made a crack on the ground.