Stardust in my Lungs
I consume the galaxy,
My fingers rooted in the cosmic soil of Saturn's rings.
Smoke enraptures like a comet,
Prancing in the vacuum of my soul.
The moon caresses me with careless whispers as I orbit thoughts I do not dare name.
Quasars pulsating in the rhythm of my heart.
Each beat is consumed by luminous stars.
I surf the cosmos in creation of my own cloud.
Safe at home in the infinite High.
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