Stardust
Star-struck, the cult of celebrity
Hit home in the loin, lodged in the brain,
Ram-raided my sentiment road block,
Derailed like a runaway train.
Barged into the ribcage strong box,
Ripped time locks asunder, apart;
Jimmied the windows to the soul,
Looted the treasured heart.
Stardust, the dazzle of divinity,
Brilliant, white and clear,
Synchronised gulfs of obsession,
Blinded with all it's veneer.
Sending out vibrant sensations,
Demand I be wanted alone,
But what will shine back in conclusion
When I gaze at the stardust unknown?
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