Excuse me I was floating
In a vast abyss of stars
I circumventilated hyperspace
Then waged a war on Mars
To find a word within reality
That redefined emotion
And its absence in my brain waves’
Thought-articulating ocean
Barely gathered in forever
As the split persona shatters
My response to any utterance
Is nothing anti-matters
You must look within the heart
And make a purpose for its beating
Or the lovers you assign it to
Will never stop the bleeding
But in leading with the superego’s
Lunar landing phase
Then any aliens you happen on
Will gladly learn your ways