i had an out-of-body experience. by laurotica, literature
Literature
i had an out-of-body experience.
I had an out-of-body experience at the age of thirty-one.
Every year between the ages of ten and eighteen, I sent a letter to NASA. I told them a little bit about myself, the same general description year after year, and always insisted that despite my medical condition, I would one day love to sail through the stars. My dream was to be out there in the universal abyss, exploring every unknown corner until we knew all that we could.
Art would taunt, “Sick kids don’t go to space” before Mom slapped the back of his shoulder with a spatula.
NASA was as nice as they could be, but the bottom line was that we all knew I could
you can have it cause I hate it/in a messed up revolution/i am god and you are planets/but you are too dumb to see it/and I hate you cause i want it/but I love you cause I need it/here’s my ego, will you rub it/oh my god/ I am god///
You are too afraid of rhythms/written in the heavens/suddenly they are hymns/ in me/You’re a coward cause you can’t live/I might as well accept it/I am verging on sadistic/you are stepping on psychotic/I am god
It’d do you best to learn it/You are very far from perfect/You barely know what love is/And I’d rather not explain/You’re the baby in my basket/you’re the golden