Outer Space Is In Your Face
Life is diverse.
A multi-seeking mess.
The particle, the wave.
All at the same time.
The unity is the disunity.
The Big Brother black hole
At the center of it all,
Silently howling for more.
Where does it all go?
The grinding of wills.
A quiet simmer.
The tension in the laughter.
The release of joy.
The exhilaration of touch,
Skin to skin.
Planets smashing into each other.
Voices crashing,
Like tectonic plates beneath us.
The smile that wants to frown.
The joke that was never told.
Brand spanking new planets to mold.
As we watch space fold,
Dancing soul to soul,
In common cosmic reverence.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2022
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