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I’m shining like a
dark star

watch me eat my
cold oatmeal

barking might decide to
sleep alone

brush my hair
from my forehead

I’m shining like a
dark star
and I speak in tongues

in the morning

going to
the market
in Carolina

little kin
little brother
I forgot to call

for once
holding you like a child
now

I’m shining like a
dark star
eating in front of the
flickering television

listen to me, my believer

you don’t belong on my shelf
but where are you
supposed to live