See me shoot up
Deviant stars
To the furthest moon
Before each step sets
To explode in the universe’s
Face too soon
See me
Driven then
Whirling Dervishlike
To the pained songs
Of barnacles waking
Suntrapped
Remind me
Sleepless then
To watch out
For holes lying in wait
One deeper and denser
Than the last.
I wonder
Will God be there
At last.