Time is a knife,
spreading my ribs,
slowing the beat of my heart.
Every beat is a part of a song,
a wave exploding outward,
until gravity pulls it back
to orbit around my body.
I know the words,
but I could never teach them.
In our choir of stars, we are alone.
Only space is there to comfort us,
to wrap around us, to reach inside
our tiny lungs and pull the melody free.

11/26/2014

Author's Note: Inspired by the film, Interstellar, which is awesome, and, more specifically, its soundtrack, which is also awesome, and, also, a bit, the sounds that planets make. Soundtrack: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fYjXmB8CuLw Planet sounds: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ToXaNUjNfS4 My review of Interstellar: http://oh-stella.org/?p=812

Posted on 11/26/2014
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