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Britt Swann Sep 2018
Criminal—
these insecurities
in a star-rush infusion
of light and heat.

Self-philosophy—
I am a black hole
consuming all feeling—
engulfing too much.

Twinkling—
A fading dwarf
circulating confusion
as I fade into nothingness.

Self-healing—
Oxygen deprivation
numbs the mind;
thus heart and soul.

I am a spacefarer
without her spacesuit—
open to all elements;
no second skin.
Busbar Dancer Jul 2019
The earth moves around the sun at 67,000 mph.

Since you began reading this
we've travelled 36 miles
through the cold, black void of space

together.

Know then, fellow traveler
that this is why
I love you.

For the millions of miles gone and
the millions still to go
we were, are and will be bound
by this shared vessel.

The void holds tight to its secrets.
I will hold tight
to you.
100 miles travelled by the end.

— The End —