~ Universe ~

Stole my wings
he did
Plucked them for a pillow
he never even used
Purpled clouds fat with crimson rain
swell into sight
Tho the Storm has since passed by
racing 2 ravage fresh-faced bodies
of lesser weight & younger light
My halo's on his key-ring
no miracles tonight
☉
Hot tea seeps into the carpet
cooling quickly amid stoneware shards
(Suki watches me with doleful eyes
From under our 2nd best armchair)

☉

As my mortal mud
wars 2 hold its shape
find its feet
scour the slate.
I am still fallen,
& further fallen still
weighted wearily below
Grey galaxy size ghosts of will

☉

Unsung cosmology of stardust
swallowed
in black-hole battles some 22yrs waged
betray Dark Matters
a mid-summer Sun cannot displace.