The Man Whose Name Began With Stars, by pd lyons


the man whose name began with stars
combed golden curl searched silence

went through forests withheld blame
through deserts called out names unlike his own

took shots so long no one ever knew where they landed
cried into nights so long it terrified god

expected nothing, got more than he bargained for

and when the time came for secrets
whispered to his long dead mother

remembered midnight hair, red red lips, eyes the colour of some-place else,
cool skin, pale airless hello -goodbye kisses, deep as if oceanic swells her voice



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