On February 7, 1979, Pluto crossed over Neptune’s orbit and became the eighth planet from the sun for twenty years. A study in 1988 determined that Pluto’s path of orbit could never be accurately predicted. Labeled as “chaotic,” Pluto was later discredited from planet status in 2006.

Today, I broke your solar system. Oops.



My bad. Your graph said I was supposed



to make a nice little loop around the sun.







Naw.







I chaos like a motherfucker. Ain’t no one can



chart me. All the other planets, they think



I’m annoying. They think I’m an escaped



moon, running free.







Fuck your moon. Fuck your solar system.



Fuck your time. Your year? Your year ain’t



shit but a day to me. I could spend your



whole year turning the winds in my bed. Thinking



about rings and how Jupiter should just pussy



on up and marry me by now. Your day?







That’s an asswipe. A sniffle. Your whole day



is barely the start of my sunset.







My name means hell, bitch. I am hell, bitch. All the cold



you have yet to feel. Chaos like a motherfucker.



And you tried to order me. Called me ninth.



Somewhere in the mess of graphs and math and compass



you tried to make me follow rules. Rules? Fuck your



rules. Neptune, that bitch slow. And I deserve all the sun



I can get, and all the blue-gold sky I want around me.







It is February 7th, 1979 and my skin is more



copper than any sky will ever be. More metal.



Neptune is bitch-sobbing in my rearview,



and I got my running shoes on and all this sky that’s all mine.







Fuck your order. Fuck your time. I realigned the cosmos.



I chaosed all the hell you have yet to feel. Now all your kids



in the classrooms, they confused. All their clocks:



wrong. They don’t even know what the fuck to do.



They gotta memorize new songs and shit. And the other



planets, I fucked their orbits. I shook the sky. Chaos like



a motherfucker.







It is February 7th, 1979. The sky is blue-gold:



the freedom of possibility.







Today, I broke your solar system. Oops. My bad.





