Beacon
They say you can see
futility from space—
the flickering
bioluminescent SOS
of a solitary storm cloud
bursting over
an infinite ocean.
To Look at a Partial Solar Eclipse
don’t turn to the sky
with glasses prudently opaque
but down
with rapt capitulation
and the naked lucidity of eyes
down
where the silence burgeons and swarms
in phosphorescent shards
down
where a million little crescent suns
nestle among the shadows of leaves.
Singularity
This is the moment of the Big Bang
no need to look back for it
This will be a short-lived universe
a few seconds at most
and the space it takes up is only and fully
a metaphor
What happened a micro-fraction of a nanosecond ago
is one of the great mysteries of physics
and what happens next is
the inflation of selfhood
looking around and scratching its nebulae
and asking What am I but
bundles of dying neural
filaments of firmament
rattling loose in a light-cone
too tiny and brief
for angels or apes to get inside
and make themselves at home
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