Other Worlds

Hope she was wearing her blue jeans
when Venus was in transit across Sol’s long gaze.

Floating outside the noise I cannot see
everything is energy.

Flashes come and go
in sparks of
giving life


The vacuum which breathes
sucks in all matter of
any substance into its dark.

At the atomic level
where nothing exists
…yet does
a voice says
Trust me’
(without speaking)
and that message carries
on cosmic waves
from the past
to the present and into
what has yet to be.


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