gone to jupiter

the music plays timidly into my ears
and the darkness warms me
with an intangible heat
it barely burns
but it feels like home

my mind is gone
on a plane
to jupiter

where you needn’t breathe
and you needn’t think
it may be the only escape
from existence
but we exist there too
and we will when we come back

so i travel anyway
plucking stars from the sky
and braiding them into my hair
i steal the colors from the nebulae
and stain them into my skin
i take the gravity from our planets
and weave them into my clothes
turning myself
into a child of the universe

i am made of star dust
i am made of life
and it is my duty
to live it
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