• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 05
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When I Set Down

Who will I be? Man or alien?
Sure to be more one than the other.
Wrapped in white and weighted,
I'll go about my business—
a stalker, a collector of moon-rock,
a student of decay.
I'll dance in the dust
with a boy I've dreamed up—
he's untouched by this dark place,
by this ache of bone.