the electricity of ecstasy
electrocuting her to death
kills
resuscitating
then
resurrecting her
like a brief
eternity
of white-hot blindness
She is deaf
not from
her screams
for she isn’t listening
she hears only the silence
of all noise
that ever was
and
every
lust
that will
begin
in
darkness.
Fucked in half,
as if the center of her body
was the center of her soul
the epicenter of the whole,
revolved around
by all the
planets
and
spasms of
every waking
atom,
she lives.
I was there for the hushed violence
of thermodynamics,
the cosmic orgasm of novas,
the astral orgy of randomly assorted elements,
the universal loneliness of corpuscles eternally expelled,
and the divine comeuppance of gravity.
:
We are the stretching placenta
of space
which never grows
and thus
no distance
can separate us
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