"A Million Times Hotter Than The Sun" Poem by V.G. Grace

A Million Times Hotter Than the Sun

Half-bitter

memories

collide

with

future gains

and losses.

Winds

are blowing

past

on the way

to 

unfamiliar

climates;

land

I see

asleep

and awake.

Breathing

corresponds

with the thumping

of my heart

in my chest--

and I take rememberance

of everything

that's been done
none too lightly,

no,

not lightly

at all.

Heat

fills

this bone

and

flesh,

while

I listen to

erratic

heart beats.

Different heat

from summer,

fills me

with half-blended

combinations

of

knowledge

and

expectation.

Tells

of who I am

and damn well

want to be--

burning

in a way

that's part eternal,

part mystery,

and

all my

own.

Last part

is energy,

to move
   within my present,

and towards the

years

ahead.