04 April 2011

to the black

      at the end of it all the sky stung like obsidian but
      we blasted up into the universe and built ourselves a home

      out of star bits with a moat created from the dregs of a black hole
      and we thanked all the gods we could name that we hadn't died alone



Red Boots said...

This is beautiful. So deep and touching. x

Chris said...

thank you!