Each one is a miniscule universe not knowing
Her estrangement. Her connection
Her every thought a string of supernovas
All these atoms know each other and their
Every thought is trending
Fall into me you tiny thing. You quintessence
I want you to tell me:
Where were you last?
My kitchen stove?
Tell me everything you learned when you were another:
“But all I learned is you
And you refuse to learn that at all”