Yourself Now Beyond Earth or Stars Arisen

Tonight chartreuse constellations hover blinkingly

Under the magnolia and if you were here with me

I’d ask you all about the cosmic itinerary of fireflies

I’d ask you about the calligraphy of garden snails

Who write all night up the long shafts of bamboo

Their mucous trails glowing briefly in the morning

If you were here beside me mosquitoes would bite

Only me and yes you know a benign lie and you

Well you know just how to repeat yourself one two 
Three an echo in the woods behind the house so

I’m in the mood to exaggerate everything here

With divine insight waiting to see how we see

Somewhere maybe cityfell the same happy grass-
Borne stars breathing quietly the same mad snails

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