A Theorized Form of Matter
There's a monster in the sun,
in the spaces between breath and star-rise.
Children whisper of the talons pushing tides.
The current...
There's a monster in the sun,
in the spaces between breath and star-rise.
Children whisper of the talons pushing tides.
The current...
If he should question you,
answer without trepidation:
Pluto does not gossip.
He will keep his promises.
His views on the Kuiper...
"...Why stand ye gazing up into heave?" — Acts 1:11
Dia/gnosis:
leo lady a here/tic one with free will to choose
bastard first...
Remember the gravity of his crime,
why the Sun sentenced him
to this far orbit.
Do not listen to his pleas.
Stop up your ears...
Permit him to pirouette,
spinning as you paint.
Capture his contrasts.
Hammered heat, hidden ice.
Sketch his expression,
capricious...
their dark eyes keening
strangled journeys
wide waters
promise-laden lands
their frozen stories following us
through homework...
We find them sometimes,
drifting at sea
or maybe just off the coast,
vessels without captains,
not a soul, except
that of the...
the saddest of angels is a girl who spends her days on black basalt boulders & sings the colors of night: crimson & cobalt, opal...
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