I'm writing a story
to tell myself
one day when I
tear the heat
from the wires
a dream a final
melody
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///With mangled eyes//
I spoke to you//
The clouds of dust//
I spun into//
A web of fibers//
Tendrils of stars//
The bones of Tut//
Mons of Mars//
And a little note//
A calling card//
Shouting whisper-songs//
From the bard//
A closer look//
Hair in my skin//
On my knuckle//
There but thin//
A tapestry torn//
Weaved anew//
Another bubble//
In cosmic stew//
Wings of angels//
Pale dot so blue//
Litany of heavens//
I blew to you///