Maybe it was when you were finally
Pushing twenty
When you realized the truth was
The stuff that forms our reality
Of spaces and galaxies
And that maybe that it unites our
Distant proximities
And maybe I'm wrong
But it's been so long
Since we came to terms with everything
And I suppose that since it's taken the
Last remnants of our pride
I hope you don't mind that I
Take hold of all these things that you
Vitrified
And unite them
And make them into the things that
You'd truly like
