to the moon


fly me
to the jaws
of life
of death
living at
the margins

fly out
beyond the sky
to the dark of space
I leave behind me

and I will embrace
the thing
that’s coming

I will take
what is there
anything that names me

fly high the moon
fly high the cloud
the smoke

fly high
you better fly high
to find me


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