Dark Star

Nicki once told me: You are porn made beautiful. Where I see a woman’s eyes, you see the pure god-given architecture of the estrogen-driven world that defines us all. Respect. Now he’s gone.

I was sitting on the slope of a green hill. Dark at first. Then I watched a dark-bright star tear open toward the sky, light up the whole horizon, and after a while disappear. Now we sit here. Together in the dark and alone. Waiting for you to appear one more time. Take care, old friend.