Spirals

Following is a link to a reading (with music) of my poem Spirals, from Repulsion Thrust:

http://www.compulsivereader.com/html/images/spirals.mp3

Spirals


NGC4736
take that
a dirty incoherence of numbers and letters
your identity
crushed into a spiral galaxy
empty of dark matter
an absence of darkness
your exotic invisible substance
denied

some would call that ‘light’
shake unwashed hair
and swear
no such thing exists

you hold tight to darkness
the hardening addiction
that clinks
against the side of your glass
each night as your hand drops
in spiralling slumber

rotation slows as you move
further out
from the crowded inner reaches
of your galactic core
your motions sedated
gravity weakening

it might be the big bang’s
afterglow
that leaves you gasping for air
a stone’s throw
from one galaxy full of dark matter
to another full of light
pulsing
as you drift into another
dark sleep