For Holly St. John, and Holly St. John:
I float I spin,
The innocent star,
Oblivious to all
Ignoring the change
Till impact is immanent.
I crack I split,
The broken star,
Shattered to fragments,
All thoughts and feelings
Free to soar infinity.
I fly I fall,
The graceless star,
Falling from heaven
Burning holes in the sky
And cracking the earth.
I lie I wait,
The patient star,
Trapped beneath the jumble
Remembering the freedom
And flying on re-grown wings.
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