Our bodies are fragile envelopes trying to contain a private universe.
Every intake of breath sucks in stardust fuelling the thousands of burning stars inside of us,
as slowly our hearts tick away the time to when all is exhausted and we collapse upon ourselves.
It won´t matter whether others noticed
It won´t matter whether others noticed whether you rippled through space
It won´t matter whether others noticed whether you rippled through space and reshapped the map around you -
You scarred time itself
because your time is up... and even It cannot escape the black hole you left behind.