#planetary
Joy to astronomers!
Tonight is the planetary parade,
A gallant march throughout the sky!
Each planet exposed to the naked eye,
Except for Uranus and Venus!
Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 2:18 PM UTC
I may be foulmouthed to the core,
let alone when we have our very own
\\\\ tête-à-tête / / / /
but honey---
I know my heart is genuine.
Dec 12, 2020
Dec 12, 2020 at 1:08 PM UTC
They are made of stars. Made of celestial beings, ever-present and never failing to make people gape at them in awe. There’s that unwavering need - itching under my skin - of desire to be selfish. To linger my hands on their flawed, moonlit skin. To be able to cup their heavenly face, to be able to peer into their starry eyes up close; I have never kissed a constellation but I would very much like to. Maybe my love for them is planetary and astronomical and maybe all I can do is orbit around them
Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 6:34 PM UTC
[NEW]
Scientists know more about the
moon
than the ocean.
[WAXING CRESCENT]
Light can only dive 200 meters
down into the ocean. Below it,
the “Midnight Zone” glows in the dark.
(By standing in your shadow,
I am hoping to become
bioluminescent.)
[FIRST QUARTER]
Life has a tendency to thrive in hostile environments.
For this reason, Jupiter’s moon,
Europa, may be able to support
life within the global ocean of
liquid water that is hidden
beneath the ice at its surface.
(This is why I am able to bloom in the dark.)
[WAXING GIBBOUS]
The ocean bows to no one but the moon. Turn
off the lights. Turn up the stars. Low tide wants to
fold back inside itself and lap against the
shores of the Sea of Tranquility.
High tide just wants to be noticed.
[FULL]
But a heated black body sunspot,
(isolated from the rest
of the photosphere),
still shines brighter than the moon. Wolves should
be howling at the sun instead.
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
venus
morning star
lucifer f a
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l
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n
g backwards and forwards in time
in rotation
in retrograde rotation
(“the fall of lucifer” painted darkly against the bright spot in the sky)
((i see myself in the
shadows beneath
his tumbling figure))
light-bringer
dawn-bringer
the rising sun in the east
a supernova exploding in the background: there are subatomic particles
bigger than what i can offer
there are greenhouse gasses that
give off more heat than my body
will ever be able to produce for anyone
day light
night light
the setting sun in the west
a constellational birth in the foreground: there are
not enough moons in the solar system
there is not enough space
between planetary rings to explain
gravitation and the human body
(aphrodite tell me: is this sin or is this love?)
((i will dip my toes in sea foam
until i deteriorate
i will put my ear against conch shells
until i can hear your answer))
venus
evening star
lucifer pouring sulfuric acid into the car vents
the air ducts
the atmosphere
it becomes the thick dark clouds that obscure
my vision of myself from reality
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 10:38 PM UTC
Enter—the transitive nightfall
of diamonds.
There are crop circles dancing
in a wave on Neptune,
with corn rows gleaming from
the man on Mars.
Tail feathers toss toward a
flute near Venus.
Fly me like a rainbow
to the nearest star.
Sirius B
has nothing for me.
Anunnaki women want
to dig my scene.
Don’t take me seriously;
I’m bluffing like a rookie
with a pair of queens.
Moon Unit lands with a
Zappa on Pluto.
Yoda on Saturn
plays steel guitar.
Moses rides in on a
doggone quasar.
Captain Trips sleeps
by a medicine jar.
Sirius B has
something for me.
Hot Nibiru babes try
to make my dream.
Don’t greet me furiously.
I’ll drop you like a comet
heading to the east.
Exit—the transitive nightfall
of diamonds.
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC