No Galaxy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 30, 2018

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Submitted: September 30, 2018



“No Galaxy”

There was a man before me.


He spoke in a deep, guttural voice.

He spoke of feral things,

of becoming an animal.

Of tearing off our clothing,

and ripping ourselves at the seams,

to become something new.


He was crawling on all fours,

belly dirtied with blackened mud

and dried blood.


Breathing heavily, 

he drags his battered body,

cutting his bare hands along bark,

and roots, and rocks.


I saw only black in his eyes.

The expanse of the night sky,

with no galaxy behind.

I think he had devoured the stars,

the moons and the planets,

and I think he was getting ready,

ready to devour me.


Each piece of me shook,

when his night eyes traced them over.

He was absorbing all of me

into those black holes,

and I knew I could not escape now.


So, when he asked me to follow him

it was impossible to say “no”,

for I was already with him.

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