Just
listen to me
you collector of the universe
you choser
of this finality

You have only seen the light
****** 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