Friday, October 10, 2014

Star Guide

black marble galaxies,
swirling opal beams
of light, drop like
eggs onto my eyes,

I am a bleeding star

there is oneness with
the universe out there,

what if the dates and numbers
repeating throughout my life
were a premonition, were a ticking
clock predicting the moment of my

what if I am God and I'm all alone?

the numbers in my head are
simple math, a writing on the wall
I left for myself a warning at end of time,
universal death,

I've all but forgotten
my omnipotence...

my fingers are gone,
just darkness now and staring into nothing

a dream

a dream

from which I'll never wake--

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