Past Midnight Rondeau
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Sisters' limbs intertwined under
a flickering flame in summer.
Chanting "bloody Mary" and feeling
quite insane. In a circle kneeling,
our bloodless family will blunder.
We're stalking haunted streets in wonder,
laughing in and at the dark cover
that shrouds youthful, drunk feet reeling.
Sister's interlocked fingers under
A moon covered by clouds of thunder;
They hide their midnight life from another
world that shuns tributes to feeling
and similar dark acts of healing.
Our only refuge; midnight in summer
and the twined arms of my sisters under.