galaxies
on our fingertips
we rest in a field
sciatica makes you sigh
a secret falls off the lips
up cycled into
sky
#katyamills
galaxies
on our fingertips
we rest in a field
sciatica makes you sigh
a secret falls off the lips
up cycled into
sky
#katyamills
oh pomegranate
swollen on the bush dangling
illogical participle
seeds afire like jelly like
wax they almost picked us off
decisively you stood up
and out like embers like
fireflies like rain in a spotlight
modify you modify for days
and days and
days
#katyamills