The center of the earth is hot,
they say, but I believe the core
is cold as ice and twice as dark
as this midnight sky. At any rate
(or speed, of sound), the journey
is too long and I am far too tired.
I missed the Quadrille a couple of weeks ago over at dVerse (the direct link has since closed). The word was “journey.” Because I love the Q44, and because I’m a little OCD (need to do them all) and because this wanted to spill out today, here it is.