The Scorpio Venus is rising.
I am strangling space with my sting.
And needing to posess
Something warm and near.
(The irony,
of the Scorpio
being the final straw:
It has stung us both.)
My posession
Beyond four walls
Is too risky.
I struggle to understand.
Don't watch as I walk away.
I can't stand to feel your eyes
Apologizing.
-HF
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