billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
This is the story of the three surveyors
sent to a flickering cluster of light
on a mission of waxing importance
against their world’s waning firmament.
They sped a great distance past their native problems
to arrive at the cluster,
and there they had found
it had transmuted to one blipping beacon,
now a celestial soloist.
The first surveyor asked,
“where did the other two of this winking gleam disappear to?”
The second surveyor asked,
“did we arrive too late in some cosmic irony?”
And the third just scratched their chin
before the deep blackness of space.
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
Measured and carefully
they charted all observable phenomena.
Nothing in their surveying could explain
what had diminished the quantity of luminescence,
nor were there any changes
outside of that occurrence.
But the darkness amplified.
The flickering of the sole light became more intricate
when the three surveyors paid mind to its sole flashing
and standing.
After all, had they traveled the ether
to venture upon the predictable?
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
billion lightyears away from my home
traveled long distances between suns
and as I slow down
have I entered the Goldilocks Zone?
This is the story of the three surveyors
sent to a flickering cluster of light
on a mission of waxing importance
against their world’s waning firmament.
They found three had become one
and when they returned home at a distance
the one had become three again.
Indeed, the perspective was the conjunction
and the conjunction was the perspective.
the definition of idiosyncratic; a beautiful, raw odyssey through depersonalization and free association against the canon and toward a new one Rhys Langston