Nic Custer

Rookie (May 1,1988- / Flint, Michigan, USA)

Dualing Astrology - Poem by Nic Custer

Don't use my birthday
to read the astrology
of our love
My stars were born
Premature, my soul bloomed
two months early
remnants of a seeded body
without any roots.
A love child of the moon and seas,
bound to the earth like mud
meant to be tides.
I crowned stubborn horns refusing
the life of anxious claws
and so here I stand
Taurus, not crab
living a double life.
These bullheaded ways
have become cancerous to the ego:
I can't find my place
in the stars and have had
to create my own constellation.
So though I was born on Mayday,
I still seek
the independence for you to
know the real me
not Taurus or Cancer,
not the typical man
in your Astrology texts.

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  • (4/11/2008 11:04:00 PM)

    you're kickass, Nic. I so look forward to reading more from you, see what you can do. xxsjg (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2008

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