stars

stars in your circulation
perfect
hm
passion
allusions of life
around you
aberration


still - 
love
and want enough to need
wont to live


"too kind" pity
my sourceless veins


bitter-free-impropriety


design butchering decisions
false skins unhinged
die with me




hm
wont to live
yet death seems promising
death with shoes, at least
life is love and absence death?


(when one realizes he is mostly meaningless yet still somehow loved
nothing changes)


still - 
love or life
why can't it be neither?
they both always interfere
interfering interjections
like the words
"die with me"
and "finish"


stars again
feelings aside
my feelings inside
are stars for stars
enough, yes
hope and agree.