you will be of wandering stars

I will walk further by myself
my myself I get to make
as far
as I go

along the way
lose friends and family
enter the spiral alone
arranged in a vortex of days
cosmic quick sand
that sings my name
with reward of smooth transition
between
111111111111111111111111111111
and
1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1
always present to the last silence

that’s how it works if you read them
take one breath away from Space
Divine
do not be ashamed you got tired
I am not I am not I am not I am not I am not
poetry is just the Word
whisper the Word
exhale inhale the Word
read the Word
you will you will you will you will you will you will
(whisper frequencies for God’s sake)
to be

of wandering stars