Death has soaked this year to the bone,
leaving me wide-eyed,
shivering, wet.
Enough. Enough,
I beg with my palms,
but this year was a hyena,
killing for joy rather than
need.
It took my starman, it took my space princess,
it took my American dream
and just when I was beginning to feel
there was nothing left in me to take
Carrie Fisher took my heart
out to the stars somewhere
far, far away
leaving the rest of my body on Earth,
wide-eyed, shivering,
wet.
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