Constellate

One night propelled me
beyond what is small

and impossible
in the human heart.

Laughing, unmappable,
our eyes, mouths, hands,

and scars flashed,
made of new stars.

Then I fell.

From a distance
of too many years

and through a swelling
atmosphere, I will watch

with joy for the giant
shape you learn to make

of your life
from here.

2012

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