Plotting a definitive route,

(Descrying your shine astir)

to you; me vs gravity; a peculiar bout.

To impress you, could I? The sun…

Vitally, I did spin—The most fantastic flight had begun…

I was refulgent; I was on my way!

Deciduousness, damn it! Caused me delay.

It was dark, you left!

All of space became gray!

“This gray, it ended your flight?”

NO! I fought, I fought, I’ll never give up the fight!

It was so dark though,

I needed a star so to not get lost in the night.

“A star?”


A trillion, a trillion, and still not sufficiently bright!

—Michael Victor Girgenti

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