andromeda

 

Plasma churns and burns

In the heart of a heavenly star

Heating random worlds

Kindling transformations

Rocks and cratered dirt

In an unfashionable agglomeration

At the edge of the Andromeda galaxy

Glitter on black velvet

And on a nearby living planet aliens peer into sky

As if it has something in it’s teeth

And I am looking back through a kaleidoscope

From the outer Milky Way

Stoned and silly-serious

Trying to work out what it all means

If anything at all

Trying to puzzle out a pattern from disparate signals

We are the stuff of stars

We are transcendent and tremendous

We are the crap of the cosmos

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