divine darkness

liquid ink spilling spilling spitting

the stars swirl around me

a black hole

a galaxy

the epicenter of everything

of nothing

if there’s a difference

hint: there’s not

i wear orion’s belt like last spring’s trends

supernova’s erupt with every step

i take

i take your north star &

stitch it onto my sweater

patch the holes in my jeans

with the light between light

& i soar

& i fly

& i burn up

i burn out

is it better to have

skin boiling


skin that remembers how the big bang felt

& sewed it into a body

or to watch shooting stars

from your bedroom window

& wonder wonder


you knew how fire felt

beneath skin

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