30 May 2011


Worship 5/30

Neptune takes a pen and swipes
a cornflower into existence
The crushed indigo wraps in sugar
and slowly is Golem is a paper cup

Everyone temples and the sky opens up
tiny hands lower into the world
Calloused across the fields
there is an expanse of crushed diamonds

A universe of glittering eyeliner

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