Constellations

If Quasars are the brightest
galaxies in the universe,
then what would the hubble telescope make of my
fleshy lilac orbs?

Perfect symmetry
Strings snapped in a violent impromptu revelry are
unheard
Wasted on this silent milky way
A vaporized stardust memory

I wish I had tears that defy gravity
but in the end
I'm just another girl

who tried to erase her face.