Universal Nova (A Poem)

Holed up in a space of your own—
adjacent smattering of planets
house lives and light and stars
cracking smiles of varied intensities
and deaths. If you collapse now,
you’re a little closer to yourself,
a bit more endeared to the soreness
of popped joints and reset bones.
Hum of your blood the highway lullaby. 
Your moon face aches for the sun.
I think I'm actually writing two poems here, but the result is okay... if a bit off.


  1. I'm very intrigued by these lines: If you collapse now,/you're a little closer to yourself

    1. Thank you. It's about experiencing pain (of various types) and how it alters your perception of self/your body.