Stars
Well I don't know about you
But to me
The stars always look dangerous,
Too many sharp edges
Keen as a maniac's knife,
Bizarre crossword constellations
Transplanted into view,
Astrological D.N.A.
Hiding the ceiling.
Submitted: April 17, 2018
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