Astronomy Lessons

I am not your moon. I can’t orbit your existence or spin in a way that pleases you constantly revolving around you while you’re busy circling some large golden (m)ass. I’m not some silvery slave fading in and out of...

Helium

I’m floating as I breathe you in, your golden air is premium I rise in my delirium, so high off your sweet helium No ecstasy or opium, my veins do not have dope in them To find what has me...