#celestialpoetry

dear moon, i. some days are perfect but then I can’t breathe I hold in my winds while I rain in the heat, summer showers are confusing... I’m broken. I’m more muted than yesterday but I never see stars that aren’t there maybe I also wax and wane and cycle without knowing ii. I’d risk it all to black out the sky, an outlaw on the run fleeing from the Aurora Borealis, stretch my limbs on a plane to Egypt sink my teeth into cavities jump my worries off a trampoline pray to god to help me and be content without his answering because there are so many more of me, space is beautiful earth is a mystery and without the sun I’d die iii. I rise every morning but I lose hope these towers are torture my pen bleeds orange for you but I don’t feel so colorful my moonbeam, tell god you’re going back to the star-crossed asylum he always makes that exception, it’s a much larger prison and I’ll take your shift in Alaska dear sun, i. I feel more broken than most like I tumble through a dense grayscale, out the other side with less matter ii. I’d risk it all as Lucifer’s copilot, our helicopter flies into the stratosphere where we dodge our fears steer past the clouds chasing us and get higher, until the ground beneath me quakes into an elevator and I’m Devil’s bellhop piling on the demons’ luggage, an infinite weight limit pressing down doors open to another realm where the ground rejoices when the sky spits fire I climb my way back to my foyer, no window but I’m safer with only a doggy-door gate to hell... but inside of a home iii. orange ink still bleeds, I’m sorry I had no idea you hide behind your colors, you are my angel that isn’t all talk my demon that knows when to stop a shooting star with a promise tomorrow will come my human that knows how to have fun and all the planets that make up who I am in a way they get along but sunshine, black out the sky we will our tower in the clouds with a white picket fence to keep the galaxy out and us in I think you found a loophole in the solar system god has no choice but to let you admit the deities will protest if he doesn’t together again, we’ll run through halls paint the walls red tell my brother Jesus our next plan, to be human... he loves the broken

mistakes our first dance on Lightning’s tripwire as the stars light the way home to your mother, dip our feet into the ocean we’ll run tendrils of sunshine throughout this universe and nighttime will be yours forever this pain may last a lifetime but I’d never change a thing that one night we had... just a little longer, my moonbeam

men unbottle their moonlight on city streets and I bottle up something else

with god’s child keep smiling for the world when I’m gone,   I’m sorry I can’t smile anymore. dear moon, as beautiful as your midnight is I’ll bury you in the darkest corner of our sunset your name tattooed in violet across my wrist and indigo tears, without you I’ll never stop crying, for me there’s no more rising I understand if nighttime is what you need never feel guilty it’s not about me, unless you open your eyes to the beams I send in the middle of the night a cup and a string on the other line did you hear me ringing? let me whisper into your ear, I’m sewing your wedding dress yes, the train of clouds a rainbow corset of pastels down the aisle with my neon tuxedo oh, how we clash I’m stealing shine from the stars to shower you in your favorite gold Jupiter’s got the tiara covered and your black platform boots, Sky Mall will ship them to you think of me when they’re on your feet and your black sequined veil, god knows it’s a bitch to sew he asked my why I would do this for you I said maybe one day your heart will soften or you’ll listen to Jesus we do your dirty work, love is the hard part and I’m no coward moon deserves more than you ever gave them I’m here putting back the pieces fitting craters into each other moon, your black heart now shimmering stardust galaxies are inside of you you created a universe at your fingertips... just reach in I understand if nighttime is what you need never feel guilty it’s not about me, I smile because of you only the world sees it but I’ll keep smiling until you do my moonbeam, I will keep smiling until you do.

Your eyes weld yellow like the backs of palms of immigrant hands, Burnt from the suns wet lips, I wonder how men can work like machines but behave like love, It seems reality is our worst enemy because it proves nothing is deserved, For if such a state existed you would be elected governor, I only hope to carry you as you have carried me from the newborn ripe for picking, And if the fruits you bear from labor diminish from the worlds cruelty, I will harvest you a thousand farms over, Your eyes assemble imprints of the cold hands from stress but a kindness that even the universe is not ready to understand, I stand indifferent, but hide the tears from your pain, I only hope to give you sunlight, The kind that dazzles like shimmering crystals at the crack of dawn, because you deserve it, But the universe is apathetic and you are passion, the kind bottled up in a small boy of dreams, me, I want to free you from your chains and let your eyes soar like the eagles they are, You are my father, My motivation, My candle of light eluding the whispering winds of the world, I only hope to give you happiness, For all the fame and wealth I attain will all be for you, Just give me your feet on a couch, and your mind on a beach to swim into your dreams because it is my turn to work//