Stars Through a Lens
I will never be complete
but i will dream completely
I see it growing
but not nearly living
and I’m only dying
I’ve known a touch
I’ve known many
I’ve felt the terrestrial kiss
the comfort and bliss
of resting my head
on a woman’s soft breast
I’ve known men as well
known them
with handshakes
embraces
in trust
and as friends
they are loving constellations
but this thing in me rends
all around them the light bends
I look around and see them
and they’re all just
stars through a lens
stars through a lens
I still see that it is growing
but that it isn’t nearly living
and I am only dying
there is nothing in this room
but a window
with the time i have left
I’ll be always gazing through it
because the only thing i want to see
is the only thing that I can see
through this window
I’m not certain of where I’m headed
but there’s one thing I truly know
one thing I truly know
that it’s a beautiful day and they are building on Palomar
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