The Sand In The Galaxy's Glue Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Do you belong here
Or do you belong with those scanning the night sky
He can't enjoy the pinpoint perfection of the stars in the night sky
Something doesn't sit right, he's caught a case of undefined irritation
Something didn't go right somewhere in his life, something didn't bend his way
And now that's the sand in the galaxy's glue

That separates the particles of enjoyment
And makes all rotations come to a screeching halt
It permeates his modest journey as he claims more than a modest share
And lets fly angry words at impartial heavenly bodies when he doesn't get his way

Cessation of a sphere's being, crumbling activity and the billion year nova
He crumbled when disappointment rained down from the night sky
In storms of small size to giant size projectiles
He caught only the sight of their burning tails
And the floods of destructive self-pity that came in their wake