Orion Sky

Think about how beautiful the stars are,

And compare them to the beauty of a loved one,

Make romantic wishes on shooting stars,

And imagine them crash to the ground,

Gravity’s a bitch, but the clusters makes the ordeal seem better,

Throwing coins into the galaxy’s wishing well,

When the huge expanse of dotted nothingness takes your breath away,

Do you enjoy how minuscule your role in this universe is?

Do you scream into the Ocean’s Orion sky,

In unison with your voices?

When every word you say, seems unheard and deep,

Do you wish you could fly to the stars and incinerate yourself?

One word prompt

 

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