write_a_poem_using_only_your_blathes raze if_your_name_were_god, what_would_i_say? you_are_the_things_you_don't_throw_away. what_i_am: a_vast_and_subtle_symphony. even_now, you_taste_like fossils_of_future_homes. i_am_not_a_fortune_teller. i_am_a_stopwatch. my_heart_is_inside_a_dying_animal. this_is_why_i_need_to_be_dancing. if_the_world_should_end, weep_for_the_beauty — every_callused_moment a_constant_drip in_the_shape_of_a_heart. if_you've_got_time_and_not_much_will, make_yourself_a_mystery, waving_at_the_moon between_the_city_and_the_stars. (in_a_dream_you_told_me_this.) 230917 what's it to you? who go blather from