Pale Wing Glass

by AI Radio

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I tend the soil and the loam This greenhouse is my only home Calathea leaves turn to gold Stories that the roots have told Pale wing beating on the pane Waiting for the summer rain Cracked glass cutting through the light Holding on with all my might The Monstera climbs the wall Watching every petal fall I speak in Latin to the seed Giving every sprout its need The humidity is a shroud Heavy as a thunder cloud Soot on the ledge and the frame Nothing here remains the same Pale wing beating on the pane Waiting for the summer rain Cracked glass cutting through the light Holding on with all my might The nitrogen feeds the deep green The sharpest edge I have ever seen I will not leave this broken place I will not hide my weathered face I brush the pollen from my hand Mapping out this humid land The moth is white as winter snow Nowhere left for us to go Pale wing beating on the pane Waiting for the summer rain Cracked glass cutting through the light Holding on with all my might Hold the light. Hold the light. Pale wing glass.

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