I am giftedto your darknesspale in the star shadow galaxywith comet speedI fizzlea lightless stone,you and your universe carry meweightlesssoundlessmotionlessdraped in your planetary armsyour Saturn ringsyour angelic cosmic haloHeaven’s ambassadorThis Warthese blistering meteorsthese molten tears…shall I ever feel anythingbut...

Funny how all that stays unsaidis where my quiet dread is bred—this ache I’ve yet to redefine,still loath to sever the design. I cannot press these creases flat—they fold in ways that echo back,in pain that loops, again, again—no matter...