Do the galaxies ever rip themselves to pieces?
Break themselves apart?
Do they worry they spread too far?
Do they spin when they donít want to burn anymore?
Or is this one different?
This one floods itself.
Watch it spiral.
It slowly mixes in tabs
And an earthy ounce of denial.
But do the others adore what they were dealt?
Do the others not try to weld their bones
Wrapped in felt?
Is this one just so broken
From worsening inner health?