Andrés Garcia

Wormhole

A wormhole opened up the other day

right in front of my face

it taunted me to reach further


My hands quivered with dismay

still my head I dipped into the black space

my body felt light as a feather


The stars in front of me danced as if in a ballet

I know this isn’t my place

yet, it’s all so wonderful and put together


I’m being stretched into disarray

laws of physics launching me someplace

can’t go back, the noose broke apart on my tether.