there is this pithless entity
circling round my gut
waxing and waning
folding in infinite measures
like stiff cloth finding creases
that fit
and I caress this part
inside which has no fold
or definite pattern
but there is this power
and it increases as the light
of lesser days burn into night
brightly devouring
all lesser fabrications
willing them to speak
in hushed whispers
bathed by blackness
completely surrounded am I
a vagrant soul departed
yearning for this star of gasses
to not combust but
slowly awaken
and you spark that within me
heavy and unaware
a messy cloth of vibrance
washed and wrung and folded gently
with shaking hands and thumping breath
the atmosphere surrounding
all that is real
enveloping my body as it speaks
of glorious wonders
operating deep
within the cosmos
where air is sealed tight
like a vacuum and
I can't help but breathe in
even though
I know
I'll suffocate
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 1:18 PM UTC
there is this pithless entity
circling round my gut
waxing and waning
folding in infinite measures
like stiff cloth finding creases
that fit
and I caress this part
inside which has no fold
or definite pattern
but there is this power
and it increases as the light
of lesser days burn into night
brightly devouring
all lesser fabrications
willing them to speak
in hushed whispers
bathed by blackness
completely surrounded am I
a vagrant soul departed
yearning for this star of gasses
to not combust but
slowly awaken
and you spark that within me
heavy and unaware
a messy cloth of vibrance
washed and wrung and folded gently
with shaking hands and thumping breath
the atmosphere surrounding
all that is real
enveloping my body as it speaks
of glorious wonders
operating deep
within the cosmos
where air is sealed tight
like a vacuum and
I can't help but breathe in
even though
I know
I'll suffocate
