January 2015
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dense with stars
night grows expansive
behind my eyes
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this consciousness . . .
what does it feel like
as it ends?
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trailing off somewhere with my voice
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be done on earth
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just as it is in heaven
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lingering dusk—
daylight withdraws its last
semblance of order
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night of stars—
the fullness within me
flickers unseen
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wormholed night . . .
I sleep past the ends
of my dreams
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tadpole galaxy—
I eavesdrop on the drama
played out before us
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star-risen night—
the depth of longing
still in me
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cloudless day . . .
so much harder to see
what lies hidden
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burnt offering—
the move from holocaust
to Holocaust
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year of light . . .
our eyes strain away from
this scorching earth