October 3rd, 2007
Life in Space
Any amount of time can pass, and really the stars don’t change that much, and nothing else changes that much, except maybe what you hold on to between A and B, between B and C, and so on forever.
Transcriptorial: He conquered the vacuum / and the cold, and the distant stars / kept him company. Reaching, / he sometimes found, he sometimes released.
‘…Stars, won’t you hide me?’