What we do.

The Cosmos are offended by your choices. You have rivers and oceans inside of you. Galaxies swirling inside your reeling brain. You always stay quiet and act like you’re perfectly sane. 

It’s insulting, the topical moments you choose. The Cosmos and I know there are world’s forming inside of you. You break my heart but fill it, too. 

What is holding you back, none of us know. The petty waste of air won’t help any of your plants grow. 

We swirl inside each other. We are one and we are two. We share galaxies and we split them, fracture them, it’s just what we do. Sometimes we build bridges over them, too.

I am you north star and finding each other is just what we do. 


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