A Galaxy Apart

There is this entire galaxy in me
Hidden, vast, nebulus, and expanding
Somedays I feel like I am going to burst
And puke my stars out onto the sidewalk
Then everyone will see what dark matter
And pulsars look like viscid and drowning
In a litre of orange juice, oatmeal and flax

There’s a chapter of romance in my space
Like a bridge of magpies across the Milky Way
That gather into a winged chariot on rare occasion
To come get Vega and her loom and meet Altair
A guy her parents sent to the bad side of the tracks
The one time a year they can touch and embrace
And cool their anger like your rage between my lips

There’s also mechanisms of struggle and survival
Storms the sizes of countries and oceans of fire
Comets with their fiery tails come and gone
Leaving behind icy cold stares, blank texts
Flamed out trajectories of misbegotten youth
The sinking suction of black holed depression
And examples of parasitism like the planet earth

Sometimes I wonder if others have this perspective
Stark contrasts between lightness and darkness
Unsolvable paradoxes buried in Pandora’s box
Like my masculine and feminine Gemini sides
Pulled into downward spirals by invisible hands
Or launched into spinning orbits like the USS Enterprise
Epically orchestrated clockwork or just dumb luck?

There is this entire galaxy in you
Shrouded, clouded and impossible to see
Even through the Hubble you’re my mystery
Let’s test the outer limits of rationale and logic
Clasp our hands around the darkside of this moon
Choke out a one way ticket to the end of our worlds
Celebrate doomsday ringside as our galaxies collide

Photo: Gemini constellation as seen through the Hubble