Four Poems #1

Ghost Story

The sky is not right, it's cracked

Splintered,

and screaming

And eventually someone will ask the question

Move along though,

we have a while to go

I fell from Earth and into space

because I couldn't afford my gravity bill

as I plummeted upward

I found the surface of

a falling star

it looked me in the face

and reminded me

all we ever see of stars

are their

Ghosts

Boo

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