the space between

this black sky
speaks of eternal absence
between the too bright points
of phosphorus possibilities –
blinding sirens beckoning
toward thermonuclear shores;

and every star seems
a goal worth risking,
but the closer you get
the farther they become
until you are lost
in the space between dreams.

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