Narrow Galaxy

Blown through
Like glass heated
Formless, blue
Expanding in space
A membrane pierced by conduit-
The vessel chosen is
Significant
We experience a slowing down
A welling up like blood
The galaxy, it grows narrower…
And pulls us in it’s throes
The destiny is low
And in us something glows
Always
Like a hyperborea
It is forever day
And we becoming they
In another you-
The drift I’m used to
But not the spin
You’re always into something
Heavy, fatal, blinding…
But without those chains
You would accelerate
Until flames
Overcame you
We experience a slowing down
A welling up like blood
The galaxy, it grows narrower…
And pulls us in it’s throes
The destiny is low
And in us something glows
Always
Like a hyperborea
It is forever day
And we becoming they