you have the arctic in your eyes
titan's surface of ice and hidden water
I'd send satellites and probes to break your surface
but I deserve better hope
(you don't like people like me)
and more promising discovery
(I'm afraid of what's underneath)
sometimes I hate the way you smile
breaking the atmosphere
and burning up and spiraling into
zero gravity
I do not like fires in cold places
(you are disturbing the peace)
I catch myself stuck in your pull
and have to remind myself I am
more than a moon
or passing debris
I am not hurtling asteroids
or cold meteors
I am an entire system
of binary stars
and gas giants
and living breathing earths
I am barred galaxies
with bent arms
and you do not have to understand me
maybe I am not being fair to you
but you have looked at the stars and proclaimed them
strange and ugly
(the boys and girls like me)
so I will explore other planets
and I will not disturb blue snow
and the quiet tundras
I think you hold
because I deserve better hope
YOU ARE READING
Dysphoria
Poezie"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, w...
