the plane takes off:
"i am one with the universe
i am one with the universe"
i close my eyes and imagine
jittering bolts
and screws
within the
aluminium carapace
one tiny screw
a little too loose -
the left wing
is torn off.
"i am one with the universe
i am one with the universe
even if we fall and die
i will be a flower petal upon
the wind"
the plane lurches
and my innards do too
a spark of fear
sends forward troops,
invading tightrope nerves
i extinguish the candle
with my fingers
knowing that i have spent
7,3 billion years not existing
and i must be very good at it
knowing that trillions of humans
have successfully died
and it musn't be so bad.
imagine a sleep
from which you will never wake up
imagine a sleep
from which you will never wake up
yet i cling onto life
as if it were pyrite anchor
inside a sinking ship
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Poetrymy keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )
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