The Night That Jupiter Came To Town

by Joanna

It was a party
For a secret journey
A way to open the portal
For the first time
Between us
And the planets themselves
Crescent moon hanging low
5 am
5 orbs visible amongst the silver cup
Low on the horizon
As the winter drew near
Moments of clarity fused with full connection
Psychic minds manning the stations
While the open light grew inside the darkness
Until the tunnels of time themselves
Were violent with the culmination of their intended purpose