14h
Pressed against you like paper and ink
through the rolls of a printer.
Stories read to children
to help them sleep at night.
The author’s prized creation:
solar systems of endless
chances repeated
with each bursting supernova.
We could have a sky:
habitable or raining diamonds
or the catalysts for life ready to procreate.
Chemical reactions fusing into flames.
We are a fragile anomaly
of lives and worlds colliding.
We are words printed
across this infinite universe.
through the rolls of a printer.
Stories read to children
to help them sleep at night.
The author’s prized creation:
solar systems of endless
chances repeated
with each bursting supernova.
We could have a sky:
habitable or raining diamonds
or the catalysts for life ready to procreate.
Chemical reactions fusing into flames.
We are a fragile anomaly
of lives and worlds colliding.
We are words printed
across this infinite universe.
The conflicting feelings of a relationship (romantic or platonic) being intentionally aligned by a creator and the coexisting feeling that your lives are part of an uncontrollable chemical reaction, and every moment is a game of chance.
