i captured an asteroid cold
as a lilac’s garden so cold a woman's flower has no scent careen a rocket among children preening with their eyelids the bright stars sinking deeper in the sad mud of this nation i wander and rocks stop lying tailless crystals burrow in the flaming sand and disappear like me who leaps over cars and trucks and spray-paints a poem on spain, france or chile a poem thin as someone flying in a hole in the ground with a child's wing a poem i stole from a lilac petal floating cold and lonely among the stars
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