Gia in Space

Stuck on this cosmic ride, Unable to hitch another ride, Thumb fell off back around quadrant 33, Now were somewhere on the 8-20, Quick to discount our Gia, For her magnificent speed, Oh what a fool I’ve been, This pure bread mustang Earth, Driving about with Porsha like gods, Radiating their presence throughout, Space and…

Grain of Sand

Time will tell, as sand drifts away, One day, to return and settle, Once, where humans lay, No matter where the hands of the clock, Hands playing timeless lyre, Ticking by, as lies by bright lit fire, Grains, settling into the universe, A piece of matter, never better, Its brother’s and sisters, in unknown numbers,…