how you drive my storms

and maybe she wasn’t earths moon..

I could’ve sworn I heard Jupiter in the range he often shouts

“IO! IO!  how you keep me balanced

how you drive my storms..

and blessings to the keepers
through invisible waves and magnetic attraction

pushing to the surface the scum

melting off my slag

and when we touched for an evening in the flesh, The celestial bodies found themselves on earth..

but they didnt know…

wasn’t it always so,projections of heaven as they are on earth..”