Last two shreds of the star
two crystals of promise
The pure air and then night and then and then and then
All dance embracing last two shreds of a star
two scissors of luminance by the Eiffel Tower
and spring already that's already glowing again
under their rings a grumpy body is drawling
this body joined at last this body is unpenned
the flesh where blood runs the flesh of night even
and rough hands' trajectory of curves marking
obscure eater of day these two hands unite
maintaining for longer the warmth of both palms
until all fire's extinct resting for night then
the great conjunction of both grass and of stones
