S 2017 J2

Jumping over the jagged rocks of Jupiter's sixty-seventh moon My soles are bleeding, but my soul continues chasing the memory Maneuvering between boulder and ice Irritating eyes to turn frost-bitten Bitter wind whirling across my cheeks calling attention to the sky Surrendering a quasar to quiet my noise and drown out darkness Distant behemoths to haunt and torment Terrestrial echoes of another life Legs pumping violence since leaping across the volcanoes of Venus Visions stream and seep into my subconscious, scratching the surface Stars blind but ignite a fuse Fueling the search for my story Stored somewhere in the brainstem to throw my body off balance Breathing hitches and heart rate halts, the race interrupted Ions charging at one another As the Greeks attacked Troy Totally silenced for a mere moment in that grey galaxy sleeping Soundly in the cold recesses as realization rocket-launches past neurons Neon panic propels me to Neptune Numbing nerves to prepare for judgment