space is an orange flower that
blooms into
fiery supernovas
and
e x p l o d e s
into nebulas of
pollen and stardust
to taint the tangerine skies of our imaginations
with asteroids and whiteholes
of a world
where gravity
makes you walk upside down
between folds of time
and orange petals
fun fact: this was english homework x)
YOU ARE READING
HOW WILL WE REACH
Poetryto the place where our fingertips of stars and scars explode into supernovas ©2021 @uranium-girl
