how i loved the moon
how i loved the storied stars
how i missed the world after us
our buildings to ruin
our temples to long passed gods
our bones to dust to fossil
oblivion stands beside me
the extinction of our species
is ever here and now
i step out of my rooms
and into the scrappy garden
spread myself on anaemic grass
so silent here
so radiant
in fevered nowhere
hear the teeth-knock of shivering stars
the flash and fade of galaxies colliding
i move to a deeper rhythm
in the eyes of nature
in this broken eden
in the scum and scuzz of
stars washed ashore
i lie until the rain comes in
i lie until the sun is cinder
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Darren Francis
Picture Chris Bill
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