Parading

the stars seem especially close, this is because

The obsolescence of all pearliness was absolute

the planet is the way it is because of the

We ache in secret,

Now I have so much time,

I felt the anguish of carrying the new

red blue and pink prehensile chemistry

to make it thru the greyblue night

This is where I don’t care that I’m half wrong when I say everything

Here let me stop. Let me fool myself: that these are what I see