Distance

micropoetry, PoeEternal, poetry, Writing 0 Minutes

I don’t understand how it is we’ve got so far
The distance so demanding I can’t get there by car
Spiraled out to feed you and you turned into a star
Everything erupted now I’m feeling so bizarre

© Delia Ross. 2019

Published by PoeEternal (Delia)

Some people want diamonds, while others want cars. I want a galaxy named after me, and my footprint on Mars!

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