ZOMBIE GALAXY POEMS
MORE THAN ABLE TO DO
zombie galaxies
no stars
just
black holes
it has taken me
a trillion years to
wrap
my skull around it
no life
no energy
no
hope of stumbling
upon a conversation
hearing
your voices, seeing
your lips
frame
a syllable
not a hint of any
ot the thoughtless, and
dare I say,
quite exquisite damage
I remember your beauty, at its height,
so
more than able to do
****
FOR THAT MATTER
I am not entirely sure
where I stand on
the issue of
free will
or determinism
but the thought of
quantum immortality
never
ending consciousness
scare
the holy shit out of me
like listening to Professor Neil
Degrasse Tyson
redefine the racial
intellectual and
historical
map
decolonize the cosmos, until
that engaging mouth
just
overshoots itself, giving us
the zombie galaxy, black
hole loaded
image of complete
emptiness
a trillion years hence
with not a single physicist
or astronomer
anywhere
in sight
or know-nothing poet,
for that matter
****
HEAVEN
Everyone goes
to their own Heaven
the perfect realization
of every hope
and dream
tailor-made, crafted
to perfection
and here you are
at this place
it is taken
the Universe
a trillion years
to wrap
its head around
zombie galaxies
pitted with black holes
not a star left
and you
trying to sing some life
into that darkness
bringing harmony greater
than throughput its entire
history the whole species
was capable of
and yet nothing
just that
never-ending darkness, complete
loneliness
I would have joined you
without hesitation if
I had sensed
your being there.
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