Poem #529

we revolve around a black sun
I’m a planet
she’s a comet
or maybe vice versa?
I’m space junk
she’s an asteroid
maybe we orbit
maybe we float
but definitely in this star system
the darkness is so bright
the heat is so cold
gravity pulls us closer

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