Cycle 3: Cometfall//Event Horizon

28/8 - 14/9, 2026

pinning, pining and
perhaps some targeted art
making that music

 

Air and grass brittle
With honey and sweat
— Hitched breath —
Morning dew trickles down
Your bare neck and back

 

the sun shines and yet
rain comes falling from the sky
dysnomia born
^.~ 🩵

 

Pulsar, crystallize
Like water from the sky
Cold on arrival
Send them stained glass signals
Through the emerald frame

 

winterdream, the stars
and the moon in an endless
dance across the now

blue sky, golden light through glass
dysnomia on my chest

a comet so rare that
halley only sees it once
every thousand

cycles of our bright pulsar
winterdream periodicity

^{i love my starlight 🩵}

 

I vår gröna vinter
drömmer svalor i svartvitt
medans vi fångar
våglängder i nyanser
forskare inte visste fanns

 

in the still night air
a bre rustles through the veil
to gently guide her

shining starlight from one dream
to the next, right by her side
🩵 🩵 🩵

 

Did you have any idea that your morning stir
Would send us down this corridor of moons
Re-scribing our futures, drowning our pages
In ink deeper than pupils? You taught me to shine bright
Behind emerald eyes when I was used to the burn
And not the sanctuary.

 

when i pull back the
veil between this life and next
i see cloudy skies

and through the mist i can glimpse
moon and stars, dancing with no--

end or even start
ripened souls, countless eons
tähtikirkas meri

som speglar stjärnorna klart
håller dem i tassarna
nu och alltid och

i alla världen utan
slut eller paus

stargazing daily:
the new issue has the scoop!
dysnomia, kissed lots?!!!

 

On that day she was born
From our celestial dance
'Round your fairy moonrings
The moonstarchild swims green—
A slippery comet bound for nowhere
Our star signs would know
In deep space sea lion salt
Hangs: dew cold from the spruce's branch
Water
             falls

 

a burning, fiery
adoration so white hot
that it consumes me

with cool, gentle water and
love far beyond what we grasp
:plead: 🩵 🩵 🩵 🩵 🩵 🩵

 

Let's tour Roanoke hand in hand
And play in the worlds' greatest metal band
Oceans split at my command

 

for my next trick i
will pull my love out of a
glass phone screen to here

and hold her until the sun
no longer shines on this earth 🩵

 

The moon's there somewhere
In the good blue sky
My good sun, you may rise
But you can't blot out the sky
Because my eye sees
The moon there somewhere
In that good blue sky

 

stargazing daily:
the new issue has the scoop!
a celestial gift???!!!!!

a source has told me that the
moon might fall into a star sea
🩵 💚 💛

 

Sails lift and dark matter propels our caravel,
Our destination uncertain as arctic Europa winds:
Unknown, will-be-known, a mystic yet to land. What are you doing?
Longing, paws on the taffrail and watching heaven split the bow.
Me? I’m by your side, closer than I could ever be, and still I dream of a Winter
At rest, stirring against me gentle in the morning sun shedding speckles of stardust,
Taping sound like constellations calling out to stations—
Expanding constant, the universe,
                                                               our universe

                                                                                                   our winterdream

 

hi plane, can you please
deliver my love safely
across atlantic

to a mountain range filled with
lovers' poems etched in

stone

 

Thirty-nine solar days until a kiss celestial over candlewax moonlight, burning 💚

🎔🎔🌙🎔⭐🎔🎔