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Dec 2018
I do not know why



I live in space
and ask questions
of the sky

there is so much
distance in me

so many layers

so many unexplored
caves in these depths

I am a dark star
*******

in

my soul is twisted
my body is sore

I am a broken angel
all fight no flight

and I hear about him

the one
above me

lighting up
the night
as if a sun

his soul is smooth
and as he speaks

the birds listen

trying to learn how
to make
that beautiful sound

but I cannot hear him
and even if I could

I do not think I
would understand
his words

even if he sings them
John Destalo
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John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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