Saturday, August 23, 2025

Quantum Entanglement

 Neil deGrasse Tyson says we’re all made of stardust. 


If we’re all made of stardust, 

We must come from the same star.

When I whispered into the air,

I’m convinced that they were always 

Whispers to you. 

Watching you exist, 

In the same space time continuum,

In the same room.

Hearing things that I feel like,

I’ve waited a lifetime to hear,

Unknowingly starving for.

Invading every inch of me,

All of you inside all of me.

Promises to myself that,

Were always broken,

Always picking up shattered pieces.

But every time I see you,

You’re healing shit you didn’t break. 

Gentle and unwavering,

Sweet and loving, 

Don’t ever change. 

Don’t ever be less.

Be everything always,

Be good, be curious,

Worship me like you’re following me,

Straight to hell,

Because you can’t leave anyway.

Hold me, need me,

Whisper in my ear,

Hang on to my every word, 

Excited to hear the things,

That accumulate inside my brain,

The only one asking, 

The only one seeking explanations. 

The only one feeding in my soul, 

Interested in my interests,

Saying things no one else hears,

Creating things inside me,

I’ve never really known. 

Don’t hurt me,

Don’t break this,

Don’t change the way I look at you,

Don’t change at all,

I’ve never wanted something,

So badly to stay. 

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