Imagine If
The moon has gone to the dark side
Leaving only stars to light the night
Battles break out between Orion
And The Sisters about who will rule
The Milky Way curdles
The dippers spill out the space junk
They’ve been collecting while
The Bull charges madly across the sky
And we are left spooning by the
Light of The Swan
—
PAD day 4 at Poetic Asides
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