Your Cranial Universe Poem by Taylor Rosewood

Your cranial universe
is a place without limits,
where the stars in your nebulae
burn a little hotter,
and the physics you've chosen
make physicists wince.

In all your black holes
you've found a fix for the past,
or worlds within worlds
where you feel more connected.

What others call a void
is the substance of a daydream-
safe from every rule
and Astronomy's intrusions.

Infinity is yours
behind your half-drawn eyelids,
where you politely take a seat,
look away and tune me out.