the art of maintaining dormancy (4/16/25) in collaboration with @eulogy
the soft cloudline wisps in synchronicity with the moonlight;
it is oddly clear for a night so clandestine in nature---
you wanted simplicity but i told you i wanted complexity,
wistful as always. i ruminate in the occupied memory;
memorializing the footprints you left in the grooves of my mind,
fossilized and solidified into frail nimbus-particles.
you are the fleeting aspect of my daydreams, the epiphany behind the imminence.
you say that we are only finite, but what about the constellations
we wove together and named?
i gently caress their blazing victories with a brittle
paling hand, moon soaked and dying a thousand deaths.
every star we see is burning, their deaths inevitable.
i cannot help but wonder if we have always been already-dead.
solidifying the transience of life, i am tracing the constellation
of the lovers(us) into your spine and ribs---let me hold
us together before we die like the stars you are pointing to.
it is only befitting that someone like you(cartographic romanticist)
is the one doing this. otherwise i think the subtitles of the
pearly white beads would stay blemished and diminished.
