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constellations named after youThis solar system will self-destruct in...
i'm planning my exit strategy
four hours ahead, just for it to
fail and fall in the cracks of the
ground; sinking, six feet under,
just let earth swallow me alive!
i promise not to scream or cry,
but promises might as well be
broken if the owner's heart is.
it's a common misconception
that i was born in a planetarium,
so let me clarify:
one misguided prediction
a simple misrepresentation
or flawed communication,
can eclipse common sense.
our universes are imploding
and my bones are exploding
and i'm out of empathy fuel.
i'd eat every star in this forged sky
before letting you touch the insides
of my skin, of my shirt, of my life
if you could call it life without you.
let the sun paint my cheeks blood red;
let the moon laugh at my complexion;
let a black hole swell in my ignominy;
let fifteen apocalypses shine me blind.
my empyrean time machine
is stuck in the fucking past,
with newspapers headlined
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