Out Of Orbit

Your moonbeam eyes

eclipsed by all these black hole nights

where shadows come to play

waning away

at your apocalyptic dreams

of atoms splitting at the seams

fracturing your

lonely interstellar bore.

 

Floating in a stagnant cosmic sea

of supernova fantasies,

scratching at your diamond walls

praying gravity won't catch your fall

 

out

of 

orbit

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