i. time bends (and it falls away)
(rewind.)
we stand on a ticking clock.
each thrum is the stop of a heart and
i can hear a nation sobbing.
(play.)
and then time bends; it tilts, and months
dissolve under our tongue.

ii. space expands (yet it feels so small)
(inhale.)
our fingers touch.
i graze the heartbeat on your palm and
it tells me we'll be okay.
(exhale.)
and then space expands; it rings, and we're
six feet apart...

when stars collide, only the strongest survive-
    metamorphosis; the change into something new.
        would you miss me, when stars collide?
            a brief moment of lucidity, solitude.
        and then we are brilliance.

when stars collide, us mortals are left to clean up the shards
    and destiny claps its bloody hands, drinking in the sorrow.
        it pools at its feet and drips from its lips because destiny
            stopped caring a...