The Stuff That Dreams are Made Of

 ‘nihilo sanctum estne?’- Rushmore

Good ol' Gilgamesh-

We were worried 

Hasn't hung out for Happy Hour, 

Hung over Hungry Horny

Howling-

Giving a "Good Grief"

Having a Half a Mind too-

Giving em Hell!

You

 and

 Enkidu-

yelling 

"Lets  fuck with the gods"!

(Till he got himself killed)

You were dreaming of becoming immortal,

till she came along-

Saying "You are made of stars"

But stars are not immortal.

"This is the stuff that dreams are made 

of" she said

as two black holes pull one another 

in the center of the 

galaxy

Unable to destroy one another- 

Eternally in dance.