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LIZZIE LOVES DAVID
Whispering
black
stars leaking through crackling speakers
form his constellation/a murmuration
her kaleidoscopic lad insane
dead/undead
crooning
ancestral lyrics
alien/understood
absorbed into her veins/her brain/her only way of being
a sonic boom/electric blue
jets set scrambling
Aurora’s hypersonic flight
no cause for concern they said
but her fractal eyes see through spun truths
Planet 9 is fine
My man who fell to Earth
I’m here
right now
expand your crescent mind
& see the soft glow
on the unlit part of the moon
for what it really is… earthshine illuminating the lunar sky.
Spangle is a happy grandma and a hopeful poet from Sheffield, UK.
Composition by Daniel Liu.
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