Оригинален текст
The sand glass stars rip your
leaves, trees, and branches.
the direction they show us from
their patch of unnamed sky. self
powered. and you will be here
in the same place where i smile
because i know what to call the
big dipper. home. the absense of
moon and sun is temporary our
lightning orange in the clouds
south as quick as we run we
should miss the storm