How can we face these dazzling things, I ask you? (poetry)
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|Sky god, how long til the night?||How high can you count on your fingers?||How Can You Be in Two Places at Once When You're Not Anywhere at All?||I have to wonder how this can be a metaphor for my life|
|We're sprouting wings, metamorphosing, speaking in tongues||How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation?||A thousand years from now, we should have coffee and tell stories while the world disintegrates||Shall I tell you stories of other stars: stars that you love, that deserve your love. Stars that do not disappoint, and disgust, and disgrace your love. Oh, I have hope they exist for your sake!|
|I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask||Imagine the prettiest thing you've ever seen. Now make it glow.||Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people||The light hurts, why won't it touch us gently?|
|transcendence||Tell me what's real and I'll learn to be happy||How precious can human life be? There are six billion people on the planet!||How an S-R latch can destroy the universe|
|Adorning the Past||And then wings sprouted from the space between my shoulders where my wings had once been||There is a space between your shoulders where your wings used to be||You Can Play These Songs With Chords + 10|
|How razorback-jumping frogs can level six piqued gymnasts!||How soft your fields so green can whisper tales of gore||Even things as amazing as stars burn out||How a 25-year-old can contract diaper rash in one fun night|