I am in awe of the limitless nature of the human mind
How it stretches infinitely inwards
Containing a private universe that would be forever in isolation
Unless that individual chooses to launch out shooting stars
Rocket ships from other worlds in the form of music, poetry, art
We are sending satellite signals out from our galaxies
Desperately holding cups to our ears
Tightrope walking on the string theory

I remember the day you left,
Tying rocks to your ankles,
You said
“I’m going to find a new world,
Under the ocean.”


I guess you must be enjoying
Yourself
I haven’t seen you since.