Coordinates of connection
I wish people could be natural phenomena. You wouldn’t be something merciful or ordinary. You’re like the auroras, but dangerous. You’d be volcanic lightning, a monsoon, a supernova. Something catastrophic. Something the world would remember after it’s done shaking. I’d like to be an event horizon, strong enough to pull your whole universe inward. Keen enough to draw the longitudes and latitudes of wherever you are into the gravity well of my torso. Adept enough to reel in your tributaries, your inlets, your secret coastlines and hidden depths, until every map you’ve ever followed ended at the core of me.
