if someone told you about the alien base that's hidden in the moon
but you know it's actually just a burger joint they opened back in June
and you've been there a couple times, cause when you get lonely in the city you fly up
and they've got milkshakes that taste just like Neptune
if you lay out on the curb in summer
and pretend you live on Mercury
with your hot skin, sunshades
tanlines, lip gloss, resting bitch face
but Polarity rides up with his eyes on your chest saying "gimme my money's worth"
so you shotgun and ice cold can of beer and jet fuel, and rocket off of Earth
if you stare up at the sky cause constellations are like art
and if the cops are on your tail, and shooting asteroids at your heart
if you fell in love Gravity, but when you fell, he broke your arm
held you down, held you tight, and back from running far
if you told him "love, you're static cling", he said "honey, stay where you are,
and promise I won't do no harm"
if you never wear a bra because there's zero gravity in space
and you're running after shooting stars be use you love the chase
if last night you fell asleep with your physics book against your face
because Einstein makes the Big Bang look like wild heaven, and sound like Amazing Grace
if Relativity is saying "chicks like you are all the same"
so you took him in at the cosmic yard line,
and beat him at his own game
in your celestial cleats you kicks Pluto through two posts, at the gates of the Milky Way
and the crowd was going wild as they were calling out your name
if you want to believe, as long as it's cheap
eat galaxies like spinach, and get them stuck between your teeth
if Kepler, and Copernicus, couldn't teach you a goddamn thing
cause you had read and critiqued every astrological anthology by the age of seventeen
plus you were hotboxing Venus, and smoking gaseous hydrozene
if String Theory tied you up, and pushed his weight between your thighs
but you didn't care what happened if you slugged him
and left a black hole on his eyes
if he said "you wear skirts with legs wide open and never give a damn"
but the nebula between your legs gave life to stars, not thrills to man
then crack a smile, the cosmic laws are putty in your hands
if you move your hips in ellipses for the telescopes on Earth
and you laughed when Entropy said,"I'll be gentle sugar, I promise it won't hurt"
if you're holed up in the Meteor Motel, orbiting to sleep
and your lipstick is Oort Cloud Onyx, but your nails are Pretty in Pink
and you roller blade to Jungle Boogie in circles on Saturn's Rings
and swim through Jupiters hurricane on vacation in the spring
if you dream in ultraviolet, and cry in infrared,
with photons pouring down your cheeks, and rainbow spectrums in your head
if Evolution said "sweet thing, I killed him, so I'm certain God is dead"
and so it didn't matter that you didn't know him that you didn't love him that you weren't married
because it was no ones business what you were doing in his bed
if your bubblegum tastes like rock debris, and ice off shooting stars
if you're crashing at the speed of light, like comets into cars
if you bought a red bikini cause there's water up on Mars
and if when you leave the Milky Way and meet a Neutron Star
and he says he'll hold you 'til you burst, not break, squeeze you tight, love you hard
if you're dreaming of the feeling, supernova in his arms
then, Voyager Babe
you're crazy
but the universe is yours
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s/o nebulateen for inspiring this; the cutest, angstiest space babe i've ever known <3
