Velleity

 
I stole the stars
from your eyes
so the universe
would not take
the whole of you,

when I walked
into your atrium
I traded my life
for your caged
hopelessness.

I hear music
in your sunrise,

I fall,

only to sleep
in your whimpered
cannonade,

as the moon
cries into the
pits of celestial
Infancy.

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