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sun legs

all the stars are just cigarettes
that have been put out – they were
made from the dust of some divinity’s
ashtray – after he dragged smoke
into his lungs and hung up
his universe between the legs of a
thousand suns

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  1. Loved this poem.

    Liked by 1 person

    March 15, 2017

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