Hello
I’m not surprised that it’s you
Tick tock
Footprints lost in the sand of the beach
Where his screams lie
Called for comfort called unvoiced
A galaxy like a great scar across the sky
Holding us we push back and pull
I still love you
You don’t see me
I called and he answered instead
Redirected phone conversations
Spoilt unimpressed princess of the
Moon
Sisters in the sky help
We aren’t Royals
Unlike him
And so the man rises over the hill
Bad curtsies and niceties held tight in empty hands
I won’t return to the arena
He’s not looking
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