REFLECTIONS AND MIRRORS

you are the universe

 

the sun is dark as it rises in the west

throwing curled shadows along his hair.

he doesn't want to move—

drawn along the white lines of bed sheets

 

hazel eyes gleam through the fading dark

distant, as they seem to watch a different time

unable to make of it, any reason or rhyme

 

his heart bleeds too passionate into his veins

the duet of lungs still ever expanding

 

like the greater cosmos

 

and then compressing like the inevitable reverse

of its birth

 

he creates stars in his boided universe;

their glittering dust exhaled with every breath

 

the planets gravitate in his inspiration

satellites and moons to his beating red earth

dark matter clouding the heavens of his eyes

cosmonauts—

trying to understand his constellations

 

but supernovas burst into his skin,

searing black holes into his flush flesh

leaving stardust in his eyes—

starstruck into his blood

that glitters with suns when it spills