Into the deep night I jump,
I become involved in her perfume,
In her sorrow...
She just keeps me captive,
Draws me like a magnet.

Not that I don't want that...
She makes me captain of the seas,
Astronaut on the weirdest ship,
Shot like an arrow light-speed,
She makes every impossible and intangible star
Seem like a common rock,
She makes my heart feel like nothing at all,
No pulse, no body, no rational mind...
I live for the experience
Merely spectator of my own existence...

Paradoxes: regular facts,
Time-travel: normal walk through the park,
Entering a state of nothingness:
The trivial awake of every morning...

And so I soar,
And so I let
The sky drive me,
And then the stars and the quasars,
As my existence fades away
Becoming  the matter and energy that
Will be the stars of tomorrow,
Will be fuel running the engines of a spaceship,
Will be electrons and fire,
Will be the echo of a planet's magnetic field,
Will be, lately, the ancient roar of light
From the edge of a blackhole,
The limbo zone expressing the rage of the fallen,
Will be ghosts and gods and angels
Inside the mind of a child,
Who will one day become just a story-telling bartender...
Will be the ashes of a nuclear explosion,
Will be the rotting mob of a lifeless planet,
Will be the burns on the skin of a suffering mother,
Will be light reflected in the eyes
Of a hopeless homeless,

Will no longer be cosmic,
Will no longer thrive and survive,
Will decay and never again see the day
Rising in its exuberance,
As the whole world dies,
Forgotten...
And the light in the stars stays on.