legacy

leavin legacy 

behind 

i drift the solar 

systems 

young model 

outfitted  

for space

shot through 

the heart

by stars

#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

where do i go

i spoke up for somebody 

no one wanted to 

listen 

they had lodged their 

beliefs. the ones huddled

in the cold waiting their turn

at a room got turned

away

i was left shaken

almost defeated

unable to defend 

a friend

where do i go

when the system fails?

where do i go

i go home i drink tea i

read books i i i i pray i

get lost in my thoughts i

do not wanna care

you and me we

exist

may be nihilism

i am finding variations on life, between or within days. may be love i experience or pain. may be a cold environment follows the friendly calm of tonight. nestled in my domain listening to chimes and fans beneath the weight of interstellar nihilism. the cat cries out for no reason and breaks my sleep. now I know between these temples. Coca-Cola. the red can got the better of me. my systems shot like nerves were years ago. I cannot hide. never again.

say

you are the new kid 

you work from within the system

you paint the walls in there some deeper colors

when the system changes you feel

a great sense of pride and ownership

you are local now

say

a new kid appears

they want to paint the walls

you resist. you worked so hard to paint them

they don't know what it was like before

they don't care

you care about different things

say

change is hard