are getting brighter every night
we’ve finally figured out
the coastline’s true intentions
we’ve even penetrated the unconscious
motivations of more than a few palm trees
most of whom just want to be sailors
but to be honest we’ve entered
into a deadly contract with one another
stalked as we are by the brightest star
that hurries after us the moon and I
always too late with our life and too far
our promise simpler than we thought
to swell with light together and to fly
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