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While I Lay

While I lay down

I imagine I'm floating in space


and a portal opens where my heart is

a whole from front to back

open to the black vacuum

perfect and round


in it floats my heart


a star flaming with bright pink fire

a living ball of luminescence


light --streams-- out of it

and out of my pores and every orifice

pours rivers of photons into waves of light


light as sharp as lasers


streaming across eons and light-years

to conjoin with the rivers from other stars


a web of infinite detail


hanging Here








I Rest in a Cage of Glory

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