she longed to be the universe
so that she could stretch out
infinitely and boundlessly
and feel that sort of freedom
that was infinite
so she could stretch out her fingers
and limbs
and flex them and feel them away from her body
like floating in a bath of lukewarm remedy
how good it would feel to feel again
if only she was the universe,
vast and alight with shining stars
and powerful forces
and fiery balls of matter
and consuming black holes.
a perfect balance of all things.
