Stars Hide Your Fires - No One Knows What The Dead Think

Wake with tears in my eyes

Are wishes carried through — reincarnations

When I was a different man?!

Past life contours disintegrating

Light on the skies cinch grey to blue

Hours to seconds

Separate by years

Dilated fibres, seconds become days

Splinters of color — away from the braid

Farther and farther away

Further and further apart

To shadow who aren’t the same

In a place that is or never was

Broken leaves

Drape a still pond

The cold air fills me

Without the

Fires

Stars

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