Blood

The AstronomerThe AstronomerThe Astronomer
The night is a skin around me I poke holes in to see the stars.
Wakeful hours, wide-eyed trying to see out there while perched on the trunk of my car.
The night is a skin around me.
Blue-black, straining to see myself in the blue moon, red of mars.
Inside of me so many fireflies, in too many jars.
Night. Skin around me reaching out in tiny puckered pores.
Image through the lens, tiny planet sea of sometimes sparkles, desert land, drying shores.
Refocus me forget the scope,
by ~archetype
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DID YOU KNOW COWS MAKE MILK?!...
Oh and so do llamas
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"What's wrong with falling down? You can always stand up again. If you look up at the blue sky after falling down, it is stretching endlessly and limitlessly, and it smiles at me .. I'm alive." -- Kitou Aya
love ya
chrissy
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WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! !!!
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POST ART. DAMN!
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Btw im still not here!
HAHAHAH CHOKE ON _THAT_ MUNG!
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"Too bad she won't live, but then again who does?"
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