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

No ecstasy or opium, my veins do not have dope in them To find what has me so high strung: my lungs, you’d have to open them You kiss my lips, you stroke my neck and I can only hope...