shine or don't shine bright young star a perpetual
glimmer forever radiating/beautiful in-disclosed is
the last of my stem/are the webs of green that have
faded like this body/serendipity that i've found
myself in we live through specters different seams of
bleeding colors constantly twisted like the palettes
that judge in self-disgust as flexible as the turn in
senses each prism spills light of those who matter
and those who don't matter at all