Just
listen to me
you collector of the universe
you choser
of this finality
You have only seen the light
sucked into those black holes of yours
It is okay to close your eyes
I will sing you love poems
and good vibrations
I will tell you of endless hourglass
and words that count:
we both need rest
let the lock turn in your tummy
let the mind play its necessariness
there will always be waves crashing
somewhere, you feel it
life is a splash
splayed in the past