seriously i doubted
pop-stardom.
that day will be a Wednesday,
sunny but frigid, and i will smile
because i am dressed for it.
because i am dressed for it.
after dark i will wander
to a home i haven't found yet
and i will have doubles
of nothing.
my fridge
my bathroom shelf
my bedside table
my mantle and my closet
will only house contents that spark joy
when i touch them.
i will feel the presence
of everyone i've ever known on
my bookshelf.
this self will be carefully curated to remind me
i've been a star all my life.
i've been alone all my life.
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