DELICATE
Oct 24, 2026
I see the stars; distant, dazzling dreams of fire.
The earth shudders beneath me
as I ache and desire.
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Perhaps the dust
and smoke I gather in my palm
might one day light the universe,
and leave me somehow calm.
Content, in some small way,
with all that may be gone,
I hold the dark between my hands
and dream on.
