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.