Until it comes from you
there’s no light
only doubt
which befalls
a disquiet
of uncertainties

As the world dies
I believe the universe lies
even as astronomers
connect new planets
to dazzling stars
black holes intensify

I turn to an aching
unconsciousness
to a radiance emerging
out of reach
to life’s iron crust
grinding our breath

All things are invasions
of celestial planes
by lusting after
wobbling
guiding suns
Black holes breathe

Life is a bottleneck
we squeeze through
choreographed
by ego clinging to
whatever
Eternity means