Dark Matter

I’m the space between stars


and empty

& now


The coffee stares back at me.

I used to explode with brilliance

And you lay on your purple divan

Observing me at a distance


not even here.”

A string that tethers desolate bodies:

I yearn


I yearn


I yearn


I yearn


I yearn

And no one talks during cosmic journeys.

If I had only stayed still

If you had only whispered.

I’m skipping joyfully towards entropy

“It’s not like anyone observed you they just presupposed you from the arc light.”

I don’t have anything left to say

It’s not like you’re invited

We’re all trapped by space.

(c) A.R. Minhas 2022

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