"collide again"

[mishtachio]

before memory, there was only the burning.
two atoms, close as twins, stitched together
in the gut of a dying star.
held by the heat, held by the weight.

then the collapse.
longing birthed out of the great rupture.
eons then spent, lost in the vacancy of space.
caught between the throats of comets,
or slipped beneath the marrow of a withering planet.
scattered, shattered.
but never lost altogether.

billions pass—
for destiny to finally grow nostalgic,
for dust to finally learn to be bodies,
for the twin atoms to finally find each other again.

down here on this pale blue dot, this tiny reminder of life—
where you are standing in the living room, painting and humming,
and i am watching the evening starlight climb in through, to kiss your wrists—
as if it too remembers you.

after all that time in the dark—
what a mercy it is,
to collide again.

[Quixilated]

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