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April 21, 2016

January 8, 2018

 

that day a chasm rips through
.........me like your electric riffs
that carve me open every time, haunting
.........more thoroughly
than any ghost. you can hardly blame
.........my heart for its fatal lurch
into those eyes of yours
.........that smoke me out
all my devil, all my angel
.........baptize broken me whole again
with truths my bones moan. scientists say
.........the stars we wish upon
take so long to appear clear to us
.........that they've died out long ago.
what we see is not the star, but an image
.........of the star as it was
while it was burning itself alive. how strange
.........to live under a false sky. I think you
were never here. I think you never left.
.........chasm, space between, fire, oxygen

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