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Tag: icy logic


You wrote “dead” and you invited the experience. You asked if I would be there at the very end and you saw that I weren’t.

On Shining Stars

When you speak of me as more radiant than a kaleidoscope of nirvanic bliss… I realise it’s flattery, but also begin to see how all this impossibility of being together makes sense.  I have been employed as a shining star before.