22.7.07

Starry Night

You stumble blind
xxxxxxxxxxxinto sky,

lay me down
xxxon granite altar.

I lay still--a stranger, receding--

you drink me
xxwith mosquito thirst,

move inside

xxxxxlike gnarled roots.

Paraplegic limbs detach,

an infant pain whines—
xxxxpalpable,
xxalive.

Night drips swamp oil;
stars ache to fall from the sky.

You say I am yours;

I fear you will
xxrip out my eyes.

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