Silhouettes of plants thrive in outer space
like anemones sprawl below clouds of jellies
fish are stars
Shapes can coexist and invent sources of light—
Words
There is nothing more stunning
than an epiphyte
juxtaposed by a jar
thirsty for change.
Twilight adorns my succulent on the windowsill
the barrier between the stars and leaves is only that of sound
Tonight is an ocean
black flora and parachutes in sporadic constellation
from flat cold and far they pulsate
orchestral whispers of flagellate cells
Each coin collects light within the glass
it only needs to steal a breath
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