Her skin is a prison
for galaxies
expanding…
and expanding...
Until every
exploding star
burns the insides
of her eyelids...
Until every
wandering planet
collides with the arteries
on her chest...
Until
purple nebulae
bloom on
her skin...
Until
there was
no more room
left for it all…
Her skin is a prison
for galaxies
expanding…
and expanding still…
