"Orion glimpsed at the dark snail crossing"
Contrail tracing my heart's desire
darkness lacing my heart's desire
crescent above the parking lot
will not replace my heart's desire
barriers of silk barriers of sand
the other face of my heart's desire
maze in which the wrong ways more
urge me chase my heart's desire
whirlpool of selves, fin'lly call
this small grace my heart's desire
"...I especially like it when the circus is cruel--like the time I saw some dwarves and pinheads crucify a monkey in Kazakhstan. That was really good." --Lost Cosmonaut
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