There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'.

The image of a solitary star “riding through clouds” evokes a moment of nocturnal intensity in which the speaker addresses something vast, remote, and impersonal. The plea “Consume me” suggests a desire for annihilation or transformation—being taken up into a larger, purer force—rather than ordinary consolation. Read in a Woolfian key, it can register as a flash of heightened consciousness: the self, briefly overwhelmed by beauty or terror, longs to dissolve its boundaries. The line also carries an undertone of self-erasure that can be associated with modernist explorations of fragility, ecstasy, and the limits of language in expressing inner states.