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Nov 2013
i look to the sky
and find myself
amongst the star(s
o softly breathing,
i wish i could
inhale thee)

i mold their skins
made of reaction
after reaction after
re(energize)action
i hold hydrogen
in my rough palm
until the cold fire
burns twin holes
through my hand(s
tuck together with
dripping plasma
opals that i wrap
about Night's neck
with tender finger)s
o speakth The Lord

i look to the sky
hoping to find myself
amongst the light of
sweet star(s
low and bright)
but i find myself
within black holes
drinking all my hopes
until they're re(purposed)
duced to nothing
mere (wo)man can see

i'd
cry
but
tears
fail
to
f
  a
     l
       l
in
space -
serving
only
to
blind
you
Written by
Jo
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