Nachtstilleben

Come with me.

If there is a world.

Animal, mineral

Sticky star

Formed of silver

Crystal globs

In the form of stars.

In the form

Of mother-love.

Junk summer

Whistling its memory back

Into me.

Cindy and the jets.

Cindy and the silver

Window at the edge

Of the world. Cindy

Invisibilizing herself

Back into that black winter.

Star ride, star ride.

The world isn’t so bad.

Come let me

Hold your hand.

You never

Have to be

In this world this

Alone, again.

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