line index June 7, 2011 Claudia Dawson I wanted to seduce the stars I think of dying every day You know, says a cool boy to constellations, I’m thinking the ghost has something to do with this It was midnight, and then it was not and even the wild dogs are leaving now so why pretend that I am crazy I watched us die I start haunting the tracks I make a cup of my heart I cannot make promises without spilling regrets about a woman's absence “The one of a kind special.”