I gravitate to you, like a lump
of rock and matter searching
or its sun.
I will break my orbit I’m celestial, like the stars
and my words; I will we counted last summer dance like a satellite. dancing in the sky.
I’m following a supernova You move in tangent
pulling me in and pushing as your trajectory
me away stumbles into mine
flying like Icarus; before we ricochet
we burn our paths away, and follow the
before they can cross patterns set in motion
by the philosophers of
old. We scatter like comets
approaching the atmosphere
of rock and matter searching
or its sun.
I will break my orbit I’m celestial, like the stars
and my words; I will we counted last summer dance like a satellite. dancing in the sky.
I’m following a supernova You move in tangent
pulling me in and pushing as your trajectory
me away stumbles into mine
flying like Icarus; before we ricochet
we burn our paths away, and follow the
before they can cross patterns set in motion
by the philosophers of
old. We scatter like comets
approaching the atmosphere