Horoscope Nine

When you were born
The stars didn't even blink.
They walked on past without turning their heads
Like God stepping over a termite.
Cancer and Virgo and Pisces
Are just crude shapes made up of stars
Nowhere within reach of each other
Strung together with the fabrics
Of men who clung to superstition.
Scorpio and Gemini and Leo
Look down at you and see nothing.
Forget their shapes.
Look up and see nothing.



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Writer(s): Black Fowler, David Shanle, Drew Maxey, James Carroll, Travis Scheaffer
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