Clear

In my bed was I

once lucent

even

Dangerous

am I now

a well-spring,

stopped,

a tadpole

frozen

in the ice-cap

of a woodland pool,

am I translucent,

alive still with possibility

or am I –

was I ever,

lucent,

like light?

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