TRAMPOLINE

Atop stardust clouds I stand

Deep dive onto my great fish

Bounce past our queer green sun

Old Time’s sole demand

Fulfill the fish’s quantum wish

Ride it a full solar run

Yet to ride the planets I must turn horseman

Human type, with bowlegged stance

My horse confessed of all its sins

Become to comets a kindly kinsman

Vaulting celestials with half a glance

Stuffing their offal in vacuum bins

In this new body I grip my ride

My star kissed mount forged of white dwarfs

Jupiter ascends as Pluto sleeps

My sinless equine puffed with pride

Its feral power more god than horse

Tossing its rider, a flea that weeps

We ride – surf the swells love stacks between suns

Our passage a black magic unicorn

Our speed bewitched, a toad slower than light

The fish in my pocket fed cosmic ray crumbs

Our shockwave played on light weaved horns

The pointed music piercing galactic heights

Riding, riding, riding, bounding off rogue moons

I join together matter and space

Burn consciousness to refiner’s fire

But my fish twists thoughts to gauze balloons

It knows the ride is infinite, a punisher’s pace

We cannot but go on, gallop higher and higher

For this ride, this space, old time, has no end