That Astrology Bitch

cannot remember the tune

composed in rebuke to chaos

theory where ocean moves

like tears of begrieved

charts on arcs & projections

named for mostly forgotten colonizers

who liked to name our fires

& forecast the sins

of mistaken linear progression

reclaimed by lies of good women

who reframe eons into story

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