give a secret to the sky

galaxies 

on our fingertips

we rest in a field

sciatica makes you sigh

a secret falls off the lips

up cycled into

sky

#katyamills

how did i get there

in the
niche the pocket of the
microcosm

like a planetary system
dependent upon
you

my sun

the least visible
most pressing
force

pretending we
are free