I'm so intrigued by the meterorite's agency throughout, or at least the metaphor of the meteorite, until the last stanza "drew me down/into the ground/with your humanity" when the human experience seems to meld with the celestial. Maybe you didn't write it as a positive, but that's how I read it, M.T. I'm curious to hear what drove you here, but only if you want to share. <3

Some really gorgeous lines: "So make your wish/before I'm gone/to grave of gravity"; "A satellite/ to others' lives/exalted but alone"; A blur of blue/in deepest black/I feel the pull and sink"—themes of inevitable death...