We are stardust, we dance in the flames.
We shout boldly the howl of the living.

08 A Misfit Army Raining Down Upon Existence Like An Ancient Table Of Oak And Stone

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I am a tattered sheet
Of human parchment,
Nailed to the gnarled
And elephantine tree-trunk
Of imagination.

None shall ever know
All that I am.

As the feathery cloak of night
Calms these floundering eyes

My aching heart
Becomes a skylight

Each thought lurching high above
The trampoline of my mind.

I am a sliver of sunlight
Dancing into a prison cell.
I am the crunch of leaves
Under a prowling moon.

The heart-noise I make
Sounds like a squadron of crabs
Skittering across a neon sidewalk.

I am a cracked anvil vectoring through
The hollow space between the stars.

I speak only in the black language
Of galactic reconstruction.

From a billion swirling springtimes
I burst forth with riotous effervescence,
The culmination of countless supernovae.

For eons I hibernated
Inside the cavernous belly
Of a stellar nursing.

Now,
Crushed into heavier atomic configuration
By the brutal jaws of gravity,
I surf the blast wave,
Barreling wildly into the expanding unknown.

Listen In Silence As The Pitiless Crows Of Space-Time Scatter

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