A Cargo of Green Hearts
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still the stars on and on
when even the taste of this earth has passed away, the stars not finished with the sky not finished laboring over wishes, imagine our wishes going on and on without anyone there to see them imagine the sky still hanging there like the roof of an old house no longer able to contain what it held, without us, don't be sad, the stars never needed us, they dreamed us up to remind them of wishes and sorrow so reminded let us go took back the dust let the sky fill up the sky, don't be sad think how your breath invented you to breathe it, how your face invented you to hold it like a mirror, how your soul justified your body so that it could talk, in secret code, to other souls. the 'you' in matter doesn't matter what matters is the light by whatever vehicle bows to hold it and dies holding it becomes it on and on and so on. Comments are closed.
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