The Astronaut Exhibitionist

If you were an astronaut exhibitionist showcased in outer-space,

would you tread in zero gravity shoes?

And would you choose to shift the view of current observations?

Space-time thought creation 

would be altered by your art-like inspiration.

There’s war between your eyes, 

All the banality of life you've despised. 

Somewhere, somehow, it always thrived.

But you erased the boring

using the sucking action 

found in the vacuum of deep space.

If you could use the stars to capture our attention,

revealing the vague unmentioned,

in the catacombs of mind invention,

you’d tear apart the threads of existence 

Revealing a portal uncharted and sublime

Then in a nascent universe we would be.

Free to see the mystery, the revelation 

of your cosmological epiphanies.