Tuesday, June 25, 2019


Oh, yes, the stars
lie to us

every night
about which of them

might still be
burning and which

are clinkered
hulks, about what

distance really is
and what darkness

isn't (think loss
times intensity

over the speed
of light), about

what will fill the
emptiness and

what the emptiness
fills. We want to

believe them, those stars,
and it is so

difficult to
turn away.

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