Pluto

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
'Planet' Series.

Submitted: October 22, 2015

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Submitted: October 22, 2015

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I once would wake from dreams with a heaving chest,
and my cheeks hot from tears,
and my mouth wet with saliva.

It didn't make sense,
but the heaviness I hold in my head,
will my body not harken it?

I was falling backwards,
Spiralling out of orbit,
So far from the atmosphere,
that I could no longer hear voices.

I could touch your skin no more,
I couldn't feel the sand beneath my palms,
or the wind upon my skin.

Then it made perfect sense;

The heaviness in my head belongs to gravity.


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