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benditty
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God & The Devil
Fantasists

we became those people overnight,
fantasists who daydream holding
hands and speak in whispers of ‘true love’
like nothing came before a kiss across
the console of a Chevy Cruz or
will exist without space curvature
across the low points of
our spines…
~
i’ve fanned the flames
and lost myself in
your geometry.
____
© Ben Ditmars 2017
Less than Tragedy

~
dense remnants of sky
are crushed into exhaustion
inside neutron stars
hot pulses, i have
felt from weakness with
my concentration
energetically
behind cold matter i am
less than tragedy.
___
© Ben Ditmars 2017
Nucleosynthesis

i think I have been lost
in something heavier
each day, collisions
with a neutron star
or solid gold;
these karats
scalding patterns
in the shape of
my carotid artery.
___
© Ben Ditmars 2017
Brave Before Cold
