Star under My Bed

shadows on the ceiling

fingers splayed out

grip the sky

break the ceiling

above my eyes

shadows hidden

behind stars

 

I can see where you are

things are stretched

for mile upon mile

& constellations

give back

glooms in

fingers grip

 

like heads

with dreams stacked

under

to keep from leaving

through the windows—

shut them up instead—

under our beds

 

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