///With mangled eyes// I spoke to you// The clouds of dust// I spun into// A web of fibers// Tendrils of stars// The bones of Tut// Mons of Mars// And a little note// A calling card// Shouting whisper-songs// From the bard// A closer look// Hair in my skin// On my knuckle// There but thin// A tapestry torn// Weaved anew// Another bubble// In cosmic stew// Wings of angels// Pale dot so blue// Litany of heavens// I blew to you///