I closed my eyes
and jumped. Propelled by the weightlessness of
SPACE
and the speed time travels.
I fell through stars
to find my path
by way of azimuths.
The nebulas littered the hollow framework
of everything safe and comfortable.
And the debris, the baggage from years
of living,
clogged the ether surrounding
my movement. It chokes me and I suffocate on
emptiness. This shell, this reliquary,
is waiting
to be shed
and the weight of that,
OH THE CRUSHING WEIGHT
will push me
‘til I no longer
compel my chest To rise and fall
through the night
