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Sun Seasons

Posted to Utterances

The earth always remembers summer
What changes
Changes again.
You tilt my planet on it’s axis
One season leans toward
One season leans away

The circulation of orbs reckoning
Slipped from their paths, wanderers
Held tight centrifugal in the loop compelled
Trying to fly on a straight newtonian line
But curved by their worship

The sun recovers
Pimpled by radio spots
The flare of seasons
The seasons themselves recover
Fight with transition
Like we do.