At The End of This Universe

When only our skeletons remain,

I will collect constellations with you,

Stitch The Big Dipper

Under my right orbital socket

To match your little one.

Stretch Sagitarrius

Across our spines

For strength

And bind Polaris

Between our sternums

To always know

The way home.

When we are spun anew,

I will find you

By the stars in our bones.

I will find you.

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