Woman To Stars

My blue shadow has finally outgrown my soul.

I am truly alone now with myself.

Untwist the lid off the jar, let the fireflys light up the night.

I sway under a waxing moon,

trembling, sighing,

smiling,

rolling like a lioness on the wet grass

in a rage, tears flowing at long last,

holding the earth as it spins back the years,

my eyes fixed on your new home in the stars, so far so far,

growling over & over again:

"Dear comrade, my comrade!"