google earth poem

she spat a mouthful of acid into the night
& looking up mumbled
you know when there are so many

stars in the sky

that it looks like fireworks?

when i used to call to ask where you were
you always answered simply
on my way to wherever you are, baby.

& i would wonder
where on earth that could be…

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