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The stars do not stand still at night
They sail, sliding the deep in some
Secret club regatta and I'm
Probably in trouble for watching but
Aren't we all universe dust?
I should have worked harder,
Been a member but I fell for bones
And the firm shoulders of September
And warm showers and kissing.
Cassiopeia doesn't know what she's missing.
The line splitting genius and insanity
spins mathematical fractals between the
loosening branches of a poplar tree in
the hope that wasps and dragonflies will ensnare,
harvested for meat.  I lie beneath and
twist my glance until the sun stakes the web
with highlights, a constellation pinpointing Gods
in degrees of history.  
My face kites into the sky
watched by friends for a smirk or a grin
- depending on the winds-
while I marvel too, from my bed of dirt,
waiting for the spider to move again
The line splitting genius and insanity is
spun into mathematical fractals between the
loosening branches of a poplar tree in
the hope that wasps and dragonflies will ensnare,
harvested for meat.  I lie beneath
and twist my glance until the sun stakes the web with highlights, a constellation pinpointing Gods in degrees of history.  
My face kites into the sky
watched by friends for a smirk or a grin
- depending on the winds-
while I marvel too, from my bed of dirt,
waiting for the spider to move again
My hands are different these
Days the
flesh separates from Bone it
hangs like Nebulae firing stars in the
Stone dead dusk that
peppers our street, God
proving his colors in the soothing screech of
TVs, of the We harnessing molecules
for Petting
This fungal construct.  This cathedral of bones - once stone - dragging
Wings I couldn't breed into sleep I cannot see..
The velocity of Gravity breeds the Demons, and their teeth,
and what hands I had are nicked, bleeding.  
Dream separates my meat from clavicle and knee as
far as my feet will dare into Infinity and, between, Music.
breathes for those that understand; that build land from
Feelings i can't leash before they tear out of my yard.  
And so I am left.
I am Discard making Divinity from specimens
Flooding The dark
I sit at the curled edge of the explosion
See,
The alpha Centauri denegrade of Gravity yearns our Sun from its nest and it leaks a Thursday digging a sky so deep I fear falling further from Childhood shattered like glass
Sunsets carve what Memory bothers to last

Where fissured planets are molten blast
I hop a soul eternally cast
I sit at the curled edge of the explosion
See,
The alpha Centauri denegrade of Gravity yearns our Sun from its nest and it leaks a Thursday digging a sky so deep I fear falling further from Childhood shattered like glass
Sunsets carve what Memory bothers to last
Where fissured planets are molten blast
I hop a soul eternally cast
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