STELLAR
Oh please, won’t you shoot me into the stars?
I wish to swim in the inky black,
Frozen forever as a piece of space junk.
I want to believe that as my last breath flows away
The look of surprise and wonder on my face will stay.
I want be amused at the games that asteroids play
Hurtling carefree toward trillion dollar satellites.
I’d like to make friends with the man in the moon.
I would like
Breathing to not be the hardest thing;
Love impossible to find.
I need to be burned up into dust as I drift into the sun
And not from the inside with wasted passion.
To explode into tiniest particles at the heart of a neutron star
And drift as solar dust across the multiverse.
Oh please, won’t you shoot me into the stars?
So that a tiny little piece of me
Goes into the making of everything...
Forever.
© mjc 17 October 2015
