Forgotten Satellites.

I. Supernova.
 
Once, in a raining wasteland of sulfur,
You greeted me where there was sky,
And mourned for me where the sun first set.
 
Your veins in my veins.
Your bones in my bones.
Everything we once were
Nebulous and burning.
Dying and changing.
 
In your abrupt departure,
Collapsing stars expanded outward
Like the bloated fingers behind my eyes
Trying to crawl out of the graveyard inside of me.
 
Astronauts have long since forgotten this sojourn satellite.
And you've stop weeping for me eons ago.
 
Your knees in my sides.
Your lungs on my spine.
Matted and congealed.
Bulky and deformed.
 
Heat cracks open the splintered ribcages.
Flames lick at your irregular heartbeat,
And a black hole takes form.
Your memory tears me out of orbit.
So I scatter you like ashes across the cosmos.
 
II. Eulogy.
 
Somewhere far away,
A moon's glow caresses a frozen planet,
Singing this barren womb to sleep.
Cold blood pulses beneath the dead,
And every silvery melody
Calmed the torments inside.
 
Suddenly, the melody stopped!
My bones contorted in pain when the secrets
Of a dark universe awoke suddenly and angrily
To the sound of your breathing!
 
You still live somewhere.
Somewhere inside.
 
And all the gravity,
And all the gravity of that life!
A fallen lover,
Like a fallen star dislodged from the hole
In your heart.
 
And I bury everything we were again,
Because you are everything dead inside of me.