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)