harmonic

do you hear that?

it's something celestial,

something that allows

invisible (or imaginary?) spiderweb

silk, iron chains

ensnaring them from

diving down through the troposphere

to implant themselves in

the magma of the earth.

it's something out there in that

black ice vacuum and

maybe someone like

copernicus,

or kepler

discovered it but

kept it for themselves,

knowing that they could magnetize

their publicity with

heliocentricity and elliptical behaviors

than this trifling(?) secret.

but something has gone

awry, and maybe

kepler has

sensed it in his grave

a few feet smothered in the earth

that maybe it's been thrown off

one of his studied orbits

or that it has decided to

join another galaxy

where maybe

they orbit in trapezoidal fashions

or maybe it has decided to

just break off into

middle ground, a tiny

sliver of ether between

two galaxies, resting in

its little niche, for just

a few more lightyears

do you hear that?

it's the sound of

maybe copernicus, or maybe kepler

(or maybe someone else)

from their grave, trying to

bellow out their

suffocated secret to the world,

regretting that they didn't centuries

ago, but now it is too late

and those soundwaves of

salvation, are trapped in the dirt

reverberating through earthworms,

echoing in magma.