I want to fly through earth.
\nTo see its subterranean vaults.
\nIts lava rivers, trenches,
\nthe iron density of its core,
\nso impervious to our wondering.
\nThe opening of doors,
\nthe black energy of nothing.
\nAre there cities
\nof which we have no clue?
\nPeople moving through its walls?
\nPlasmas that recite poetry?
\nCould not?
\nWhy not?<\/p>\n
We\u2019re nothing more than space
\nwith an atom here and there.
\nThe earth for all its rocks
\nis little more than lake
\nfull of lights and shadows.
\nBlack caves and quartz,
\nand perhaps others as existential
\nas we, saying to themselves,
\nI want to see beyond the ends of earth
\nwhere nothing is except walls,
\nbehind which something pounds.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I want to fly through earth. To see its subterranean vaults. Its lava rivers, trenches, the iron density of its core, so impervious to our…<\/p>\n