Overnight Mikey - Nia Di Gennaro

Overnight Mikey - Nia Di Gennaro

But vines on the up

Writhing fresh

Valor, colour

Gilding the pickets

In clover

With bursts of tiny blooms

Prettying the smoke

And oak


And I went quiet

Because I want quiet

And marred so healthy

And then marred no more


Did they grow overnight?

While asleep I healed

While asleep I tied


Free from worship

And wickedness

For the teenage demigods

Rotting away in the gun meadows


And I saw clean

In valiancy



And scintilla


Written by Nia Di Gennaro

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