they say the sun will one day explode
and rip the earth apart
but i think i could
try my hand at eating the stars
just wait; watch me rip them apart,
tear away hydrogen and helium,
weave their fire through my fingers,
gnash apart galaxies and
form my own clusters;
find my own sun
i will not wait for a billion years
until the sun reaches its limit.
i am sorry, but
the sun and i cannot coexist like this:
i am no longer going to
be slowly swallowed by time
and if i cannot fight against the stars
then i will take even just a fraction of its flames out with me
give me a hand, will you?
can you add a rung to my ladder
so i can get one step closer to confronting the sun?
look,
it is still burning,
and i can feel it scorch my skin;
one step closer and my fingertips are on fire
two steps closer and it is too blinding to see what comes next
but i have planets behind me
galaxies in front of me
and i am no longer accepting a coexistence
with the slowly-killing sun
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