Leaving the Close Proximity
i stand as a human
with limbs
roots
offshoots
and plenty of chlorophyll
blood and protein
know what i mean?
i live the star life
not the rock star life
i live on a rock
one rock helps
keep balance from another
rock
... the moon, the earth
the moon is leaving like a tree
she can't take the earth's b.s. anymore
the party has been fun and ash
for her
but
now
she needs her space (perpetual)
and the 45 tilt will ebb
will you and i
see it?
no,
but my roots will
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