Ascendance

 

It was one of those nights

When lunar wombs

Became pregnant

With the words of distant stars

And gray matter preached

Of the existence of an

Inter/Inner planetary fire

That burns

Into ashes

That I blow

Away into infinity

Causing the birth

Of a new universe

As I tap the cigarette ash

Into the ashtray

I wonder

Does this then make me God

This power over life and death

 

Though this life and that death

May only be my own

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