19 September, 2011

// Stand idly by as I.
Watch and wait and dive and drown
in oceans of you
spin,
around and orbit
you
like a moon
like a comet
shooting through the sky
on a path
never straying
passing and passing
and always just
but if fortune be kind
we'll collide
and
devour
each other.

Explode
Undo
Rewrite

We could be infinite as dust(mights).