As Ouroboros, beginning biting ends,
we satellite in
Waiting is pretending to believe
we can stargaze
future into truth.
You and me; a space-time curvature —
a gravity of nebulae
across the parsecs
of this silenced room:
Will you dance with me?
Lillian hosts dVerse Poetics tonight at dVerse and gives you three pictures from the Hubble telescope to choose from. If you do: please include credits exactly as indicated in the prompt.
November 7, 2017