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I'm hurling though space
and he's angry at me
because I'm not an anchor
rusted and heavy, slime covered

I'm hurtling through space
and stars step aside
ashamed at my speed,
so careless and life-hot

I'm hurtling through space
and into a darkness
without constellations
without gods




© J.L.Stanley























Infinity