My previous life
In my previous life I was the empty space between the sun and the moonI was the space between the two halves of the Titanic as they split and dived
I was the empty air breathing in and out of the Grand Canyon
Empty dry air
Laughing at the tonne upon tonne of straight down idiot rock
sneering at my emptiness -
Rocks you are nothing!
In my previous life I was the last breath of my dying-in-agony mother
The last breath of my father draining into desperation
The last breath of my future self coming ready or not for nothingness
The endless expansion of one unfathomably vast small universe
Firing itself outwards into the sea of competing universes
Trying to be the only universe that got 10 out of 10 on its spelling test
In my previous life I was the space between her legs and god
I was the space between here and there
I was the space between this galaxy and the next one
A distance marked out by two black holes
Arguing about which of them is blacker
Have no fear my lovely little holes
You are both completely black
Black as black gets
Black as a sky with no stars
And you myself
Poetry by Andrew Bindon
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Written on 2020-03-10 at 11:51
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