you will not find a tiger in this poem.
the night has not yet come.
it is not cold.
you are laughing
but have you seen the sun?
have you tasted it?
or something like it
orange in the desert
some salt in your blood?
the light that comes with sunrise
it's not in the sun
but in the clouds
not in the clouds
but in the not-clouds
not in the scars of claw marks
you do not have
but in the scars you do.
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