we learn of

celestial bodies in science,


and i touch
what is


knowledge about
the stars;


the longing of
the supernova
to cover as


much of
the blackness
as it can in


a moment

of explosive
intensity. write


me a song on
the blackboard
in health class


comparing your
nature to the
onslaught of


solar winds,
pressure on my


lungs, and
the force of
gravity you


upon the
bearer of flowers.


tug and pull
celestial seeds
floating in


its own beaker.
attack me.
force me to


answer and
make me
want more.


ignore my
protest and eat
up the blank


space with
fingerprints and


crude words
about my lust in the dark

and how

the night sky
swallowed me



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life_used_to_be_lifelike's picture

This is intense and

This is intense and brilliant. I'm going to read it again..


"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.

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Awwww! Thanks you so

Awwww! Thanks you so much!!!