Wednesday, November 21, 2018

LUX AETERNA

That precious
brittleness
of a little 

white gash—can never 
hope to appease
the vast 

pestilence of black; 
that's why—it's
unceasingly  

encouraging 
to the observer—how 
redundant the stars are.

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