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Strawberries


Strawberries are
plump
in between rows,
full of June,
I see you.
Last night
lightning,
so silent
it crackled.
This is the
way it is
in darkness.
Keep coming morning sun.
Keep coming morning star.
We pick ripened
berries in heat.
You eclipse me,
take me home.
I’m in this forever.
I’ve eaten luscious
strawberries
leafy stems
and all.