Stolen sky

How could you steal the satin sky

The moment when I stepped on it?

You left the comets fall and die

Smashed by taxis on the street.

I caught the moon and skinned my knees;

Although the moon was broken too

It held me up above the trees:

That crock was friendlier than you.

And when you came and cracked the moon

I fell on our willow tree

That was supposed to witness soon

Another flight of falling me.

Because you've burned the willow down,

Destroying everything we've had

And now I watch its autumn crown

Bursting flames above my head.

You fold the sky and pack it up.

My dear, you've turned into a beast.

You've stolen all. Why don't you stop?

Why don't you leave the ground at least?

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