Einstein says, there is no end 
to the universe

In the rain, you dissolve 
into the 39th page of love

On the 39th page in any book 
I see your face

Grow outward like ivy 
on a dead horse

In the beginning when nothing 
was nothing, a violin as you

Rang through dark matter in ultra 
violet light perfumed by 1,000

Decibels of wild lilies strangling 
the universe until the universe bangs

After millions of years, you lift 
a lid & inside the lid is a dead

Horse’s heart & you replace it 
for yours

In a jar I find your old heart 
beating as loud the speed of light

I drizzle oil, dig deep & bite 
until the universe is meaningless

Until my body lights up 
like an oil lamp going out

Until our dead rise by artificial 
gravity until your nothing

Becomes a universe within 
a something & the grass

Radiates green & the heart 
I ate clumsily

Is everything we are 
despite the universe

(Featured in Bodega)