we like it when things are over again

the world turned over.
the broken little lights
melted one by one into blue sky
and sunrise.

you were sitting on the moon and fell,
you who were always waiting
too long.

"it's only time,"
you'd said,
as you closed and closed your eyes.

the beach was washing rocks for your sand,
the seagulls clearing way...

"let it all be clean,"
you wrote,
and "open, open, open."

you never wanted to change again,
wary of false resurrections.

you never wanted to be
perceived

as you fell
face first
into heaven.


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