Constellated
When the atoms in my body
return to stars
They will not remember
this five am
out my window,
neither the moor
asleep on the horizon,
nor, across her darkened hips,
the scatters
of bright yellow gorse.
When the atoms in my body
return to stars
They will not remember
this five am
out my window,
neither the moor
asleep on the horizon,
nor, across her darkened hips,
the scatters
of bright yellow gorse.
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