June 3, 2012


one single thing
like a fist held aloft
like a shriek to a thick empty sky
            gray over a cold green field
like hunger
like a hand grasping air
one single thing

I can hold a single thought in my head
            amongst all the noise
one single thought of everything
before it even slouches onto the event horizon
nascent humanity, long under
fear’s dark hand,
roiling forth
into one single thing –

the thing that can’t be spoken
  or even considered
lest the walls of the castle crumble
and we are alone

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