PSR J1921+2153

You look at me like a lighthouse

lighting up the sea

pitching up the wounds

from old

don’t shove me in the ground

I prefer it in the sky

I prefer to be free

loose it

loose my body

and join you

light

heat

gas

I've grown tired of this living

living in a body

so small

when I feel so big

it seems so minute

I want to forget people

and laugh at the continents

Asia

Africa

Europe

the Americas

I want to mock them all

I was to pity the earth

for the dwarf it is

but yet I want to be such as you

tiny

minuscule

but with such internal force

that my puny entity

could obliterate the soul known land of living

I know you must think of me

as

well

the creature I am

and

I’m sorry

I’m sorry I don’t shine

like a lighthouse

like you

my syntax is appalling

and Ethnographers would succumbed to suicide

just to figure us out

but I want to shine like you

like a lighthouse

us

lovers

love so pulsar

into night

and into space.