POETRY! 💌

Poets I wanna see some poetry. Ill go first

Past life

I would like to take an edible with you at the planetarium

And become twin stars once again.

I saw the helpless creature in the middle of the road, in nowhere Pennsylvania long after midnight. I knew nothing beyond heartbreak, watching the horrified pacing and pat of its feet on the ground, not knowing if it wanted to sprint with all abandon into the safety of the tree line, or continue to try assisting its mother. Its friend. Whoever the roadkill less than a foot away was. I'm not sure which was more painful to know.

I only hope the creature wasn't juvenile. It was small and gaunt, but animated, if not petrified.

The dead creature's expression was paused on the moment of its departure. The remaining, scrambling creature's was one of panic. I wish it only safety, if it ever left its vigil late that night. I wish such things never happened and couldn't exist.