i was considering how
within night’s loose
sack a star’s
nibbling in-
 
fin
-i-
tes-
i
-mal-
ly devours
 
darkness the
hungry star
which
will e
 
-ven
tu-
al
-ly jiggle
the bait of
dawn and be jerked
 
into
 
eternity. when over my head a
shooting
star
Bur      s
 
              (t
                  into a stale shriek
like an alarm-clock)

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