Stargirl Seven
Last night, I stole a glance of you streaking the zenith
in a moment of tranquil alarm, liberated from the
burden of grim isolation and despair. My
eyes lit in wonderment as you burst
free of your skin to finally share
one brilliant supernova with
this most woeful mortal
until spectral dust
danced away
glittering.
poem by John Weber
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