The Singular

Black holes are but train stations in the universe's soul
I will escape to the cosmos
My petty inhibitions hold me not from truth
And the fire that is Vega
And the cold that is the absence of light
Like a desolate night
Where you cling to the grass to keep from falling
Into the sky
I will retract myself from Earth
And keep a steady hand as I travel
And unravel the secrets of suns
And witness the birth of new stars
That cry out like a gun
With the safety securely disabled
I will escape
I will escape tonight


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I fall from great heights all the time now.