Before the Stars: Prose Poem

I have poked great holes in the world

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Before the stars have fallen I will push out one more pain-breath – sit on the ground among the dirt and weeds while the mist covers me like a shredded cold blanket – the drift isn’t coming –

I have poked great holes in the world – I sing and stumble in the same second – the nakedness of me and you was worth a lifetime – but…