MY HEART IS A HOUSE OF STARS IN PERIL

(for Ella)

 

Poor Betelgeuse; Swollen with health

although dead for centuries.

 

One day the Milky Way will be torn

like spilled milk.

 

What is left, is endless space.

What is right, is the natural decay.

What is wrong, is that I am still waiting.

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