The pointy golden stars
Decay beneath my feet
And I cannot realize
That which makes them obsolete.
My failing, fervid eyes
Are searching the concrete,
And I discover that my stars
Are mere leaves strewn in the street.
sandsleeper wrote:hmm... i never thought of myself of having any special affinity for stars, but i guess it's possible, like unconscious or something.
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