Another Window

The window rested between the light and the dark,

hiding what the blankets did not cover. 

While it was difficult to sleep when dreaming.

I sat watching tainted horns change the air around them as

small winged birds carried off my lover. 

Gods chanted

“its not their fault!”.

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