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From: thoma@reed.UUCP (Ann Muir Thomas)
Newsgroups: net.poems
Subject: Moths
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Date: Sun, 31-Aug-86 12:10:06 EDT
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Posted: Sun Aug 31 12:10:06 1986
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				MOTHS

		Reading someone else's poem about moths, and
		watching one meet its fate in an electric
		lightbulb...

		Is what makes me wild sometimes the moths
		rather than the moon?

		Moths veering wildly into God's illumination,
		burning to death by their seeking my innocence?
		
		Someday there will be no more moths or perhaps
		no more pyre to receive them.

		And then-- I will be without a soul.