Words From Hyperspace
How often
has it been
since i
built a spaceship
in my inward thoughts.
With simplest words
i constructed
an imaginary rocket
within chambers
where the scribes abide.
words from hyper-space,
as letters dip congeal
into constellations
of milky galaxies
and i alone
fly a silver sparrow
of steam and clockwork gears
where the dust
of long gone civilizations
crumble into the shine
of supernovas.
Copyright © Andrew Rymill | Year Posted 2018
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