Space Junk

A poem I wrote that was inspired by a song called "Midnight City" and a dream I had.

Space Junk

Eyes on the sky

Looking all the stars, they call

My wavelength activates

Listening to a universe, whisper

 

Stars in the sky

Looking all the colors, they call

Perceiving all light

Ascending to an innovative, wavelength

 

My presence in space

(I am alive)

Calling for an answer, they stare

(I am awake)

The anti-matter grows

(I am aware)

Fade into the next, reality

Author's Note

(ignore punctuation mistakes ei: no use of periods)