Exhaling stars
the way of knowing
you that clumsy
that was clumsy
as these words
my way of knowing you
and being with you
if that were awkwardly
roaming around truth
whatever my way with you
those times roar from me now
truth! It’s hidden in my eyes’ roam
vomiting stars
(they roar or its you does that?)
as a message to silence
Me, exhaling, done, but standing,
wondering how, the warmth in your face.
April 1994
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