holding
the world in
the realms of
the night,
the realms of
the living,
keeping
a revolving
sphere on
its axis, so
ready to
fall off.
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star streak (poem #581)
star streak, dressed
in fire, across a mountainscape,
across buried souls in bodies
and bones. A silent cry, silver
tail follows, in an instant
there, gone, fading light swallowed
by the dark.
glittering (poem #580)
a glittering mouth, full grill
silver and gold. ice ice ice
everywhere and fresh. soft
clothes, loose, comfortable
and loud, glittering
glittering
heart-ache realms (poem #579)
heart-ache realms and
star dreams chasing,
tastes like caramel, sweet
and thick.
morning star (poem #578)
Where are the eyes of the night, the soul and
the morning star? I am here, listening
to the roll of the globe under my feet
hard-pressed and sore.