seasons and orbits.
i never knew winter. i grew up on the surface of the sun, where sunglasses are never sold because everyone already has a pair. we wore very little and cared about less.
i never knew how much cold i could take. then i started drinking. i drank so much that my stomach couldn't hold anymore and it dribbled down my mouth and chest onto the fire under my foot. the fumes caught and up it leapt. at first. but eventually the liquid won. my star went out.
our love penetrated all the way into the earth's core. it dug a hole to china and we never saw the snow touch the ground.
we are two titan moons tugging at the world between us. the people watch us do laps around them and laugh at our cyclical lifestyle. we are defiant to the laws of physics and i can't help but think that she was the ice age, and she is my wendy, and you are the comet on a collision course. you're what tears it all apart.
i am floating in zero gravity, without bearings or a kindred planet or familiar constellations. i am feeling the vacuum and would rather my feet touch ground than taste outer space. i am wrecked and praying for the spinning to stop.
and you're there with a telescope, watching me tumble through black. not hearing me scream the fairytale of you through the cosmos. loving me write you into legend. you're immortal now, like the sisters you've always been jealous of.
i never knew how much cold i could take. then i started drinking. i drank so much that my stomach couldn't hold anymore and it dribbled down my mouth and chest onto the fire under my foot. the fumes caught and up it leapt. at first. but eventually the liquid won. my star went out.
our love penetrated all the way into the earth's core. it dug a hole to china and we never saw the snow touch the ground.
we are two titan moons tugging at the world between us. the people watch us do laps around them and laugh at our cyclical lifestyle. we are defiant to the laws of physics and i can't help but think that she was the ice age, and she is my wendy, and you are the comet on a collision course. you're what tears it all apart.
i am floating in zero gravity, without bearings or a kindred planet or familiar constellations. i am feeling the vacuum and would rather my feet touch ground than taste outer space. i am wrecked and praying for the spinning to stop.
and you're there with a telescope, watching me tumble through black. not hearing me scream the fairytale of you through the cosmos. loving me write you into legend. you're immortal now, like the sisters you've always been jealous of.