I just realized
that you are the solar system and I am still nightclubbing under orbit: safe, blind, innocent, idiotic, free, loved for better and worse and that one day I will be far flung by the hands of the clock lost in too much space without knowing why except now I know why because my son has gone to the east coast and I've birthed a cavern a thorny highway from gut to throat and back around endless loop too wide to eat too loose and airy to remember because your mind is clouds and this is how we dissipate