The Stars*

Tonight the stars blind us
They have gathered
To feed, they open
onto the night sky

With a cold thirst
Mist from a mouth smokes
Up black cold swims
And stirs old emotions.

By the window light
We are loved by those
Who drink and we are aware
Of the distance of touch

Of luminosity makes
Relished by the sun
Our ingestion is a matter
Of a slow atomic burn

We hold our children
Under the sky and point
At the light trailing back
As we fall asleep again.

*it was once believed that the stars consumed the living

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