Inner Space
tell me, traveler. why do you seek to touch the stars and all their fading brilliance? does the center of this sweeping universe not already deliver enough scorching sunlight to evaporate the ice-cold crevices of our very souls? we already are lost within the inner space of our own planetary selves gravitating toward the pleasure of skyward aspirations. this soft cocoon of myself lies on this elevated bed of beautiful yet broken meteors, collided musings.…