Unity

Unity

 

Black coals spin universes into extinction

there’s uni in universe

mass of moss

growing

gnawing

onto spectrums of itself

life made in void

here nothings die.

 

There is no collapse in here; universe is all there is.

 

and here we lie:

vessels on lines–

words in our speech.

 

the death is a silence we can only see.

“experience creates knowledge”

to die on a page

a library burial

where the masses welcome us into the stacks.

 

We are vulnerable utmost to our “selves”.

 

identity is authenticity;

agency inscribes our tombstones

well-intended ethcings

coffined between hardcovers.

 

Others will only see us by our names–

the deafening blows of our many.

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