In the neon nova shimmering
Holy Dog exhaled a cloud of space dust and said,
we’re never gonna die.
A star did a 360 kickflip over a black hole and was ripped
into a cluster of alien babies who looked to holy dog
and cried to him
moved with compassion
lowering his galactic shades
he said,
They’re fiery little devils but they got hearts of gold.
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Logan Roberts is an artist and writer in Florida. Tweets @hello_im_logan.
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image: Cas Hendrickson
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