Crafting Stars

Why specialise, obtain special eyes

We need fewer yous and more like Is 

Isis the typist her husband the sunrise

Highly prized the nicest jewel the nightsky’s

Gygaxian dice toss, galaxian price loss

Market drops on Neptune’s frost

Ogygian guises and the feathers of Thoth.


I need the heat I’m a desert sapper

I’m ombrophobic, terror of pitter patter

Ascent to divinity inside a silver cloud

Hariolating myself with a lordly shroud

Ogdoad of orbiting orbs

Their music conjures earthly forms.

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