I wish that that was truly me
just cruising through infinity
with stellar sites cascading by
while hyper-drive propels me nigh
the center of the universe
from which all energies disperse
to intertwine and incubate
the matter that comprises fate—
but fingers press upon the screen
prevented entrance to the scene
or escape from earthly strife
that passes for a so called life.
5 comments:
Wow, I love the way this is worded. It flows so well.
-Ekhosama
Amazing work, as always.
Indeed!
That starfield screensaver is probably one of the oldest ones and it's always been one of my favorites, this one popped in my head while staring at it the other day.
Sad but in many ways true...this is a poem I could relate to, especially today. I'm in a bit of a funk.
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