Tonight, stars are falling,
Over Chicago, New England, Texas,
From angry east to angry west,
Dark cars: hearses that we don't call hearses
Roll silently towards lively, warm houses,
And as they roll away,
The stars fall away,
And the sky is black
People, bright spots!
Crowd the streets! Block the hearse!
Populate the dark earth, so that our reflection in the night sky
Will be twice as bright as any stars ever could be.
I first began in the business of selling people when I sold a strange man in Jerusalem that I did not like for thirty silver pieces. Swaths of people flocked after him down into the precipice of the market.
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I think that when he looks at pianos,
The keys are stained and worn in
With grooves and dents,
In the shapes of his fingerprints,
ghosts of peo / ple hiding in this house / they grew up in and left / hiding under tables in clo / sets long thin men pale pe / ople dark people all hidden / separately in the same room / waiting for the seeker to finis / h counting endlessly endl
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