bits of a star gone wrong

that's what we are
cosmic crap
universe lint
degenerate seed of some horny supernova
planetary jizz
left to stain
and crust
a pale thin skin
stuck to the earth
left in the heat of collision
in the wake of impact
some galactic joke?
that the 3rd rock got it in the eye
other systems,
binaries
point and laugh
at slutty old Sol
and whoever got their rocks off

admit

one
only
alone
i
intone that mantra
tired
body slack with defeat
heat and sweat
the effort required just to continue
is too great
i no longer
have it in me
unsure if its used up
expressed
exhumed
exhausted
a husk, crumbling
a withered breath
a dusty claw
the last gasp
literally
i don't think you can grasp
the enormity of that fact
the tactless way i shed
skin, debris
histories, shells
leaving bombs in my wake
at least i can guarantee
an unusual undertow
a pull
deep and uncertain
that secret longing you've suppressed
that greets me just behind your eyes
but its what you'll never
admit