Saturday, March 19, 2011


What is this?—it appears
The sky can’t hold itself together.
The sun bleeds red; the
Clouds are on fire.
Inferno everywhere!

Cracks in the heavenly blue
Reveal the black of space;
Through this I see the planets
Aligning, the stars around them
Exploding and collapsing in a collective nova.

The moon absorbs the sun’s blood
Like a celestial gauze.
Back at home, I look up and
Could swear I see a flock of pigs
Soaring over the Ohio…

And no one sees this but me.
If one had, they would have supposed
That the world was ending.
But I know the truth:
I don’t love you anymore.

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