Full moon, lunar eclipse
Sun on my descendant, moon on my rising
What does it mean
To have the full blaze of the sun
Ye to be eaten
By earth's shadow
Spit up, vomited,
Regurgitated on the other side
Either way
I howl
I show
I'm different
Sun a shield at my back
Protecting my tender entrails
Soft belly
The moon a mirror
Facing outwards
While I murmur the stories
All see their own reflection
If the words are sung right
And you ask the right questions
I am in the Earth's shadow
Eating a blood orange
No longer in the limelight
Prenumberal rebirth
A small voice whispers
Take pride, put yourself out there
Embrace being different
How else can
We experience sameness
Astrology is not prophetic
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