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I don't want to go there
to that place where nothing
is also  everything
Off the grid
caterpillar crawls
inching slowly towards the green
silently transforms*


Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
 Jun 2015 Queenie Florentino
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I orbit around the
star of your eyes.
Spinning in circles
through black stellar skies.

Your cosmic pull
is a binding so tight that
I revolve
despite your blinding light.

You scar me
with solar flares and burns,
and all I can do
is turn
and turn
and turn.

But better to burn
than to be alone
for my body would turn
to ice on it's own.

Gravitational attraction
holds me in your clutch.
Though I'm always beside you,
we'll never touch,

but if you should ever
fall from the sky,
as you go down
so shall I.
One flower slept soundly

in the ground

perhaps not wanting

to be found


I picked it up

for it looked quite

lonely



But then how funny

because

*
I was, too
There's a lunatic in my mirror.

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