a study in Dark mode
somewhere among Vincent’s starry whorls
passing our eyes by dim trail
within a cosmic arm’s length (or less)
they say there’s this asteroid, a
cold chunk of time capable of such
vast destruction as to make dreams
seem inconsequential, and yet
we sleep the peace of no regret,
our canvas painted in explosion
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Wonderful, Allen! The vastness of the cosmos, scary and consoling.