My Bed is a Warm Planet

Posted on by yugenro

My heart trembles like a poor leaf
The planets whirl in my dreams.
The stars press against my window.
I rotate in my sleep.
My bed is a warm planet.

~Marvin Mercer
P.S. 153, Fifth Grade, Harlem
New York City, N.Y. (1981)

(Published as intro to Carl Sagan’s only work of fiction, Contact)

via flickr.com
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Published by yugenro

I love music. It is my primary passion. Music is a way for me to both express what is inner as well as to connect with others that is fundamentally different than written or spoken language.