“In Orbit” by Hudson Warm ’23

By Hudson Warm ’23

As if the rats of the city would follow single file On the sidewalks, and the crickets would stop Singing when you asked them to. As if the cold would halt When you shiver.

As if you could dam my rivers and The water would not bleed through. As if you could plant streetlamps and Still see the stars. And the night sky could be dark enough for us both.

As if you could shoot off in Your rocket, and the moon Were in your pocket, and the sun sat On your lap, and I was just

Your planet. In orbit around you.