Devour the swollen stars
like you have
a black hole hunger
that swells underneath
your pearl glazed rib-cage,
where your laughter used to lie.
Devour the swollen stars
with the fierceness
of clashing molecules,
and sultry solar storms,
leaving a thick layer of
cosmic ash in your wake.
Devour the swollen stars
as a tribute to
your effervescent,
phantasmagoric magnificence,
even if no one else has the ability to
see it.
Devour the swollen stars
and drink from the milky way
because when the sun dies
so the moon can shine,
we are nothing but space
dust trying to find our way
back into the lovely embrace
of the universe.From Your Site Articles