spirit

through the banging noise.
a cacophony blaring.
i hear the still voice.

the blackening hole.
life swallowed into abyss.
i drown without you.

a field of flowers
don’t grow pretty anymore.
the weeds take over.

slow rise of a sun.
night gives birth to bloody day.
ambit red and wet.

i breathe in newton
amongst the other lost souls.
exhale all culture.

with feet upon chair
my soul explores universe.
unrav’ling myst’ries.