light leafs the tree’s candle
–
a star left behind, in every face
the moon has shown,
somewhere itself
–
among swirling planets of jellyfish
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zodiacal encyclopedias light up
the resystematic universe, shower
tentacle tailed meteor flickers
–
raindrops
caught in time’s flux,
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pale blue shadowdust, whispers
of what is missed
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a child’s language, left out
in the watery black night
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to unbound a cosmos,
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speckle clad in pearlescent clams,
amid the curdled phosphorescence
of our silver river’s straw wintered way
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a depth met both beyond and beneath
oceans that keep her lost and dotting
the restless chaos of the cryptic stars,
–
touching a profile in the constellations
she can know longer reach or see
in word’s drawing memory
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but find somewhere, above
the ebb of fatherless moonlight
–
all the letters written back