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| Queen of Worlds 1 The worn moon cries from a thousand hollows of unbearable whiteness, squashed against her event horizon - | Queen of Worlds 2 inside, shards scattered in the light of eaten suns, bleak coronas revolving slowly around her core, are fed by rays of reflecting sunwinds, glittering. | |||
| Queen of Worlds 3 And somewhere she senses inhabitants of once rich planets, gnawing, their intelligence unraveling her very essence. | Queen of Worlds 5 Queen of dust, fatal to those who linger at the honey around her vortex. | |||
| Queen of Worlds 6 As the exhausted moon surrenders she grows into another age. | Doppler Effect your galaxy is a sparkling red shifted pixel in my sky moving further away every nanosecond and your presence in my ship a maze of empty particles a floating ghost in my arms | |||
| Queen of Worlds 4 Someday they'll go beyond – to become knowledge, or sages and they'll make her bleed into faint nebulae of dreams, or souls. | Origami Eligiendo los colores, una ama de casa se concentra hoy es día de cisnes. El papel necesita sueños para despegar de la mesa. Precisión en los gestos con decision se concentra las alas, el cuello, alguna pluma, ella sonríe, llama al viento y desvela su diseño y por una vez los aires no le son indiferentes sino que libran su casa del vacío oprimente de existencias diarias. | |||
| Κοχύλια Ο ναύτης ονειρεύεται με τα κοχύλια πάνω στην άμμο – απόψε το καράβι του αγκυροβόλησε στον κόλπο των αστεριών – ανάμεσα στη Γη και τη Χώρα του Ποτέ. | Je pupil Je pupil doorzichtig krast mijn ziel zacht | |||