Interstellar Boredom - Alkaloid

Stare at the stars

And the fire that scars

Stare at the past

Wait for the last

While biology perpetuates itself

Cling to the thing

A hole on a string

While I endlessly regurgitate myself

Evolve myself, dissolve myself

With alarmingly increasing frequence

Annoy myself, destroy myself

All the way through the main sequence

One of a kind

One of a species

An interstellar amoeba in full swing

One of a kind

One of a species

But what good is one of anything

This is taking too long

Like a scarab I drag a sun

In horror of hydrogen starvation

Aeons frozen in nightmares that flare

A million years of lifting

And barely 2g acceleration

The void look the same

No closer to anywhere

Where then

The dog star

Another hundred millions years of this

Won’t keep my heart inside me

Change course

Speed up matters

With a hundred million dehisce

Set out to conquer

Divide me

More of a kind

More of a species

A blast that sends us everywhere

And as we draw near

We break up the sphere

To rekindle degenerate electrons

Carbon fusion

Light a standard candle type 1a

All over the pangalactic spectrum

Feed the sun to the scorcher

Push the dog star over

Chandrasekhar’s cliff

This is too tedious

Too pedestrian

Too fucking slow

And then

Just when

Sol hits the white dwarf

We chew his meal for him

A last well-timed missile

Our weary skeleton

Gamma is fast

We ride the blast

Iron poison

To kill a star

We build a sorus

An eye in a torus

Iron poison

To kill a star

It is decided

A thermonuclear stellar death wedding

Shut down biology for now

We swarm again