I want to sit
and watch the heavens move.
Saturated darkness,
not empty but infused.

Vast like an ocean
light swims in ebon grooves.
Feeding off the matter,
every inch of black is fuel.

Particles like creatures
in currents more than smooth.
To be absorbed by darkness
is to feel sublimely used.

I want to sit
and watch the heavens move,
reminded that I'm made of dust
and swim dark currents too.