my stomach clenched
when I swallowed the moon
swelled as I grew
pregnant on stardust
and hiccoughed meteorites
gliding up my throat
to shout through a
milky way toilet seat
I cringed as the flames
singed hair tendrils
framing my face
I sat with my round belly
swaying in the wide sky
without enough space
for more life to ride
on the west wind
so I fell into the grass
beams breaking from me
in fractured rods of light
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