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Comet and Cluster
by Joseph Andriano Is this only a comet
Some night, not too
soon, I'm
in no hurry, but the music of whatever sphere we're in. Or is this now a
ship approaching
a A swarm of stars albino bees or halo of angels around a god drowned in its own pool? What's it to me, to you, out here away from the core? We cannot cluster without war, gravity does not draw us together, as it has those ancient stars. |