It is dark,
the universe between us.
In the absence of gravity
your light has scattered
to places I don’t know.
You are the moon. (An illusion of
light, maybe. Or a mirror)
Heavy,
a winter coat
shrugged off.
Is what I used to be
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 6:42 AM UTC
It is dark,
the universe between us.
In the absence of gravity
your light has scattered
to places I don’t know.
You are the moon. (An illusion of
light, maybe. Or a mirror)
Heavy,
a winter coat
shrugged off.
Is what I used to be
