I am in distress,
A star burns in my chest,
Blue and hot, the shaking starts,
I try to count my breaths.

It has a gravity,
That pulls inside of me,
All around, thoughts and sound,
Draw inward to their death.

It grows heavy, time is slower,
Expanding, I'm forced lower,
Pulling all, large and small,
It's going super nova!

When BANG!, it finally happens,
The star's cosmic implosion,
And dust spreads out, a matter cloud,
A galaxy's first motion.
© Craig Wann