Written by: Robert Whitby

There's a black hole in the peaceful blue I've torn open 

I stand on the event horizon against it's vacuum, like wind to a boulder

I shake off the delirium focus my eyes and collect my thoughts

In the distance i see an orange  shining star and 8 planets

The change of scenery is blissful, but I can not rest here

Scared but determined, my knees tremble as I prepare to lasso the comet

I know this steed well in my 76 years and there's no need to tame it

As I get off at the milky-way and ride the rocket home

I smile in anticipation to the common man's woes.