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these weary atoms are constantly
wreathed into genetic ornaments and
recycled from human to human.
i can trace my veins off into the brazen
custody of our prescribed atmosphere.
and the horizon collides with the heavens,
because i'd like to recreate myself into
something new.
or at least fade among the hydrogen
furnaces, returning to a cosmic cradle.
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Skipping Stars
Mother Moon
skips her questions--pebbles
leaving ripples--across the sky.
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nullibicity's stars in my morning coffee.
starry sun -
moon sleeps
with dawn.
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why stars don't sleep
& stars they never sleep
cradled in the gentle limbs of the moon
the sky in ocean's blood
how they love their dawn
never wake to twilight nights
breathe life into mountains
caress sky's limit
& painting life in yellow dots
falling out soundlessly.
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"Our planet, our society, and we ourselves are built of star stuff."
-- Carl Sagan (Cosmos)
My writing's been wonky for the past few days. 
I'm not sure if I like it.
I'm not sure if I like it. © 2014 - 2024 Aerode
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we are sunshine and stardust nothing more I want to go to the cosmic cradle with you....lovely poem