To Gravity’s Savage Grave Grounded

aloof, alone
star drift sea
strands in nebulous array
sunburst striking stone
accursed throne turned cinder
plundering gaussian fields
fervently grasping spirals
wired illusions allude such form
here my sworn litany lifts above sky rift
sifting through lingering silt
like lucid liaisons
gaze on horizon
engulfed in pulsar prominence
shots spray into sprawling
faint call of caressing
a dust no longer present
confined to perception
her cosmic complexion refracts
reflected on welled tear
to gravity’s savage grave, grounded

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