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A star of portent, trailing fiery flags and banners
electric arcs, drawing lightning from my fingertips
evoking bright and sympathetic sparks
in sleeping wombs and shuttered eyes
awakening, uncurling, effervescent in my veins
singing exultations to the heavens
and burning phoenix-hot upon your pyre
consumed, undone, remade, reborn
reduced to ash, pure white as bone
embodied lament, clouds the shape of sounding bells
drifting flags and tatters across the sky