a galactic beaded night.
where the sighs of our ancient
moons will release a damp
memory over our shoulders;
we exhale stars and
deplete in their void.
i share my music
with the world before this
one. i am amplified in the
omniscient rubber of our
earths' latency.
you hid beneath me
and under me at the same
time. you fly above me
and over me during our
last cries- apart.
i die daily in you in us in me
in an underground ball
filled with our
dead.
