attempting cursive

nebula

today, shall we design the worlds

we long each other to revolve around the

multiplication of our meanings, which 

divide the pasty aperture into billions of blur. 

i’m painting your erosions with my

aluminum hands; sculpted from mercury’s weary horizon.

tomorrow, shall we step onto broken

shallow sea glass and

fix the posture of serene nebulas

burying deep below the dusty o-zone.

i’m kissing your intentions so we could

perceive the multiplication of our meanings.

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