"Exploded Stars"

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haunted by

wholeness—

bright debris sibilant

beneath skin tug-of-warring

with gravity, we

harvest shine

from the caves of

mouths & crevices

of eyes incandescent

as we remember

the most massive

flares among us,

detonate inside

each other to hold

tiny supernovae

in our arms. Crushed

bodies craving fusion

keep us brimming

with enough energy

to pass on,

keep us lit & lying

to ourselves about

the eventual & sudden

ways we black hole—

it already happened, it’s happening

anyway, to happen soon,

           scattering all that we think

matters so much now

for another radiant giant to gather

then fling across galaxies

again—reconstituted

& scorched clean,

           new turmoil begging

from the inside out

           to burn.

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Poetry Credit

Thank you to read, With love from @radhikapatel