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