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stars for near
and far
for a field guide to Australian stars or ataraxia or godsbother
there are no lines to join the stars
and where they fall
see no trace now
bright with if another frost
as if a prayer this wish
I had it from them far ago
every distance is deception
can’t hurry them along
they’re fast
places not to
we won’t go
how breathless
only imagine
undwelling like this
not even a silence
and prayer?
there’s no one to hear that
see no trace of where they fall
there are no lines to join the stars
everyone is travelling
all these ways at once
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