The pod pulls past
super slow
And in one way
the future is seen
in a second
Under notions of nightsky temerity
when moon rises and shines
and stars fall and flame out
The past twinkles
inset overhead
A fine line
between the living
and the dying
dissipates
when we look too long...
Image credit By C.R. O'Dell (Vanderbilt University) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
