Save your lips from inflicting a venom; words aren't essential.
In your prologue up to epilogue,
it wasn't and won't ever be me
so hush and stay calm.
I'm aware before you even
knit that idea inside your skull.
-i knew it, all along
YOU ARE READING
Constellation
PoetryHere lies the speck of words orbiting in my own galaxy that was once lost but finally found its own constellation.
