From “Emily”:
that the meteorite is a source of the lightFrom “Sawdust and Diamonds”:
and the meteor’s just what we see
and the meteoroid is a stone that’s devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee
then the slow lip of fire moves across the prairie with precisionFrom “Only Skin”:
it was a dark dream, darlin’, it’s overFrom “Cosmia”:
the firebreather is beneath the clover
beneath his breathing there is cold clay, forever
a toothless hound-dog choking on a feather
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and when the fire moves away
fire moves away, son
why would you say
I was the last one?
~
through fire below, and fire above, and fire within
sleeped through the things that couldn’t have been if you hadn’t have been
~
clear the room! there’s a fire, a fire, a fire
get going, and I’m going to be right behind you
and if the love of a woman or two, dear,
couldn’t move you to such heights, then all I can do
is do, my darling, right by you
water were your limbs, and the fire was her hair
and then the moonlight caught your eye, and you rose through the air
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