Pluto Decides

I just think I should be able to decide

Whether or not I’m a planet

You know?

Like, these scientists

Just keep going back and forth

About what I am

And who I am

And I just feel like--

Like that should be my journey
You know?

I’m on a path

An orbit

So to speak

And

You know

I don’t know

Where it’s taking me

But wherever that is

I just need to be on it

And whether it be

As a planet

Or, um, a moon

Or, like, a rock

A comet

A meteor

A speck

A spot

A--whatever

Whatever it is

I need to be open to it

And not just try to, you know

Put a label on it?

I mean, how many times

Have I gone around the sun?

How many times

Have I had

A black hole

Walk up to me

And be like--

Hey, sup?

And, like

Why do I allow that?

Why do I allow

The sun

And Mecurry

And Jupiter

And all the others

Be so distant from me

And just, you know,

Be so blase about it?

I am not blase

Blase is not me

I am not blah

I am a part

Of this solar system

And this Universe

Regardless of if I’m in the Big Nine or not

That is not all I am

And you know what?

Maybe I don’t want to be

One of nine

Maybe I want to be

One of one

An individual

A unique presence

In the cosmos

Where’s my voice, right?

Where’s my creative expression?

The other day

I saw a star implode

And, like, I just savored it

You know?

I just let myself be

In that moment

WIthout judging it

Without worrying

What was going

To come after it

Certainly not, you know

Thinking about--

Wow, am I experience this

As a planet or--?

No

No!

I am not doing that anymore

That is, in and of itself,

It’s own black hole, right?

It’s its own trap

For--for--for--

For getting lost

In the dark

Right?

That’s why I’d rather just say--

You know what?

I’m me

I’m Pluto

That’s who I am

And that’s great

That’s really great

I don’t have to be

Anything else

But that