orbit tonight everyone is on fire & i am thinking, do you love me or do you exist & i exist & do we sometimes cross paths? i am convinced we have sacrificed all the fireflies this year. summer is building obelisks on every street corner. the lanternflies are trying to find home. we don't hold hands like we used to. i miss being tethered to something. consider the dog collar i bought myself & how badly i want to be walked through a black hole. come out on the other side still yearning for all the softness i can't seem to get. we finish our circuit. the sidewalks have crooked fingernails.