Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Concerning Constellations

The heavens will open up
through a pea green zipper,
the sky will leap out,
like air from vacuum tins,
dust from a million falling stars
will fill the grand canyon.

The earth will pop from the sun's heat,
men suspecting disaster
will suspend judgment
leaving lecturers deserted at the college.

Death swift
death orgasmic
will descend with the
wheels of the solar system in its feet,
will beat its galactic drum, but once
and once again the planet earth
as if life had never been.

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