drink more water
take all your pills
there’s death in every direction
don’t call it closer
don’t ignore it
don’t set it on the counter and forget
look at your lover
are snipers aiming for her head
will he end up praying behind bars
will a bomb or storm swallow the babies
maybe yes they are all in danger
and you too caught in the crosshairs
and everyone you love, loved, will love
even your enemies
they self-inflict devastation and terror
they don’t care about your heart
their lines pulse in busy absence
they have to kill everything
so eat more leafy greens
get your cardio in
sit sweating with lost eyes in a bathtub
this is your apocalypse
more worlds are dying than you can count
and as a speck in the mighty universe
you feel responsible
your therapist calls this grief ego
which makes you feel lonely wild
but without therapy
you might become dangerous
lava with no exit no relief
or brittle shards of self slicing within
or a skin bordered storm
thunderous historic
some new bone deep pain every hour
a destructive day that becomes an era
but isn’t this life?
does the enemy / do the violently neutral
live without feeling the threads
splicing the world between us?
do they never wake up
clawing at these threadbare thoughts
that only ever seemed brilliant
to those with limited horizons?
don’t we all need to pull them apart
and gather enough to weave something
new carefully?
your teacher says prophets see the
simplest truth and say it out loud
and are always called mad
especially when the truth is undeniable
so find people to weep with
people who speak plainly
who listen with questions
who will forgive you
you are a mess you will be
go take out the garbage
put the laundry away
notice the season is changing with you
make love as often you can
alone and together just honestly
let orgasm obliterate the wrongness
everywhere and even within
let life bloom just for a moment
steal the sleep and share it
you will wake up
there will still be worlds falling apart
and worlds being born
and you will still care too much
you are a seed full of tomorrows
you always have been
you will still feel responsible
you always will
time is a loop
all ways lead this way