shine or don't shine bright young star a perpetual glimmer forever radiating/beautiful in-disclosed is the last of my stem/are the webs of green that have faded like this body/serendipity that i've found myself in we live through specters different seams of bleeding colors constantly twisted like the palettes that judge in self-disgust as flexible as the turn in senses each prism spills light of those who matter and those who don't matter at all