Nothing is unwritten. Every moment is carved
In cut stone. What stranger brushes the crowd
Unseen, unnamed, atomic--
Your future lover, nemesis, anonymous
Now but pulsing through space
On orbit to smack you some dark day,
Your delicious snowball of doom?

So go, solitary one, and spin
Through your space, lone and dim.
Untraced, I streak the stars
In inimitable ovals, glitter-sprung
Darkling frost. Seasons wing
Us on, and, sure-set,
The hour must come when we'll-- splat!

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