LIZZIE LOVES DAVID

Whispering 
black 
stars leaking through crackling speakers
form his constellation/a murmuration
her kaleidoscopic lad insane 
dead/undead
crooning 
ancestral lyrics
alien/understood
absorbed into her veins/her brain/her only way of being 
a sonic boom/electric blue 
jets set scrambling 
Aurora’s hypersonic flight
no cause for concern they said
but her fractal eyes see through spun truths 

Planet 9 is fine
 
My man who fell to Earth 
I’m here
right now
 
expand your crescent mind 
& see the soft glow 
on the unlit part of the moon
for what it really is… earthshine illuminating the lunar sky.

Spangle is a happy grandma and a hopeful poet from Sheffield, UK. 

Composition by Daniel Liu.