by

Rogue Planet

Your absence is a wound
a cold dagger, draining me
enervating me

but I burn in the sunlight you radiate

I am torn apart by your gravity
consumed in your corona

Would that I might fall forever, approaching lightspeed
stretching, distorting, subsuming

forever embedded in the life of your core

I am flung in pieces back into the void
where I belong
as I watch the stars turn out