Twinkle little starA Poem by eglantineThere are pressed violets within the cracked surface of this street and early moonlight rolls along the smoking buildings.
Birds convulse like broken hearts on the sidewalk before they are trampled and loose papers replace them--written wings flutter and the sun rises from people's throats.
All of them run away from the hiccuping rip that tore the sky from our grasp, but I walk towards it.
Stars fall, shatter buildings and themselves like fireworks--light and bright. Cosmic shrapnel stabs this violet street. first star I see tonight They run from I wish I may and I walk to. I wish I might Night splinters-- have this wish look up. I wish tonight. © 2012 eglantineAuthor's Note
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