how dare we
define
infinity?
rope eternity to the
ground like
a pronounceable
word?
when we know
nothing for certain &
certainly not much
about
nothing.
we seek
comfort in the hands
of our unfindable
minds.
is it only this
lonely machine
that
laughs?
where do tears come
from? & who tasted
the first
sadness?
we sit at
the apparent center
of an indefinable where
floating within an
invisible
now.
there’s no need
to be alone
to be afraid
to be
unhappy.
the stars will never tire
of burning, &
there will always be
plenty of
dark.