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