the oxygen i breathe
is the oxygen i use
to drop to my
eternal death

oxygen
what a lifeless substance.
a substance of nothing
always

oxygen is the fullness of
nothing
the depth of
death- the power of whole

it is the chemical reaction
where
good meets bad,
broken meets free,
holy meets unholy,
and love meets hate

love is like
the beautiful piece
of nothing
that we inhale everyday

inhale.
i just met you.
inhale.
i've just begun to love you in ways
i thought were never possible
inhale
the everlasting memories: the good and the bad
inhale
regret begins to mix with sorrows- making a deadly morphine
i inhale
and then,
i
fall
and
die


i don't know where you are
or where you have come from
i've only known the start
of a love
so beautiful
(b.d.s.)