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On the Birth of Stars
Red the first quickening, flash-in-the-dark.
Glass and water.
A room with red walls.
You were there before anyone knew it, weren’t you?
Holding onto.
Grasping for.
Swallowing.
It was quiet, remember? No. It was noise.
Thump in the eardrum.
A shimmer, a scrape,
Then a scream of hot light.
Flashbulb darling, the camera
always loved you.
I was there. I remember.
Red the first quickening, flash-in-the-dark.
Glass and water.
A room with red walls.
You were there before anyone knew it, weren’t you?
Holding onto.
Grasping for.
Swallowing.
It was quiet, remember? No. It was noise.
Thump in the eardrum.
A shimmer, a scrape,
Then a scream of hot light.
Flashbulb darling, the camera
always loved you.
I was there. I remember.