Galaxies

Like a galaxy of longing you were endless, and among your stars I was lost.

Wandering, pushing past the cosmic dust that cluttered your brain,

lurid colors strung between dim memories.

As your astronaut,

I could only explore so long before I ran out of air.

I could only touch you so long before I was hit by another one of your

famous asteroids.

It was always a risk to reach out

grasping at the hidden film beneath your glimmering exterior.

You were strong

and the blank and black reaches of the innermost crest that was your soul,

you kept under thick protection,

like a planetary exoskeleton.

I wanted you

I needed you

but among the vast wasteland you pretended was your personality,

I was entangled in your vivid rays.