Mini white pumpkins
And a thousand wishes
Sit next to a ukulele
And empty violin case.

And beside the case,
Resting on a chair,
Is a discarded petticoat
Atop a box of murmurs.

A thousand wishes
Cast upon stars,
Which each star
Themselves wished for,

Sitting beside
Some dusty strings.
Included with those
Are jewels, alluring,

Buried in the earth.
Warm tones from
Deep, hollow fires sprout
As stems of a garden’s hearth.

A single thing lies in the case.
A white rose, carefully placed,
And of this place it relocates
A thousand astral arms races.

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