Whispers of Starlight

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Whispers of Starlight

Dizzy spirals of silver flame —
His eyes blurred at the shimmer
Of night’s sly and coaxing whisper.
Jewel-stars on the chilled breeze
Made him wheeze.

His church trailed him like ivy
Climbing toward old reckonings —
Stars too swollen for his brief
Glance from the window
Where he wheezed.

Woolly trees bowed like watchful sheep.
He rocked his hips
Like a carnival queen
Who flicked off the lamps
Hearing him wheeze.

Braided bread still steaming with spice
Drawn from warm hearths
In frostbitten dawns —
Emerald-glass wine jugs —
Still he wheezed.

He flung wide his lion mouth
Baring gums and blood-bright tongue
Drenched in cold astral fire
Wearing a scorched grin
As he wheezed again.

Shouldering grief like folded robes
He entered the vestibule
While a bishop struck the flame —
Smoke curled with the psalm.
He wheezed then prayed.

He bore a torch in his marrow
Kept its hunger alive
Through cramped and splintered decades
Begging each star to
Snuff the next wheeze.

Now the stars return flickering
Through the cracks in his chest —
A moon like a bent horseshoe
Crowns his hollow stare
As he wheezes again.

Leave him now as he summons
Feathers spiraling through dusk:
Quell his wheeze in velvet—
Let him glimpse his mother
In the hush before the altar.