orbits
I'm revolving in earthly orbits
the centrifugal forces of my being
reach far past ionospheres
grasp at distant satellites
broken dreams
there I remember galaxies of wisdom
bright green ghosts of passion
spinning like fruited moons
my private nebulae
spin me away
on a new and joyful planet
planting flowers
among the galaxies
whispering poetry
to Casseopia
and brave Orion
