ground control to major tom

i’m floating upside down in a pool full of glitter,
head tilted up to the stars. (how peculiar!)
the angels are strumming my vertebrae,
so step aside, this is my cadenza.
it’s almost the end now. can you feel it?
they play their final chord and my spine arches in time.
dear audience, i’m sorry to say,
but there will not be an encore today.