the rable of a star's emotion--the right

static for the wrong mosaic.

tuning out at full volume, a star system

from the inside out.

its reverb over a ******* Jack house--

that comes out as: "Endless Nameless".

while flashing red lights keep time.

no--this is what bad blood in a tree's gnarl

can trigger, how it starts digging.

passed on many occasions, never noticed

before (not really).

buried revolutions of seeded spells--

casted on as they cast.

a moondial with cramps: 'what's come

over you?'

is what we ask ourselves, before others

ask.

where we reply: 'i was going to ask you

the same thing.'

therefrom a planetary chain reaction

would be too predictable.

as would a demon slurping a plum pit,

pointing to the aforementioned star--

saying it feels one-fifth apprehension.