Ingesting Stars

To the anonymous person who posted this on one or more social media sites – (I can’t believe I’m saying this) – thank you.
You didn’t have to read it.
You didn’t have to like it.
You didn’t have to share it.
You didn’t have to credit me.
But thank you.
As a result, my day has been made, at the very least.
You can’t know what it means.

The Poem is the Thing -

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Soupy black universe

peppered with the dust

of planets and meteors and history

rounds against

the back of my throat

as I turn myself inside out

and swallow

 

 

 

 

 

 

photo credit:   chandra.harvard.edu

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