Campfire Meditations

my soul is an ember; blood red, in a black night.

it keeps my ribs warm

i watch it burn

light to ash, light to ash, light to ash.

my heart is the infinity of a starry sky.

a matrix that holds galaxies, like you hold diamonds.

i ache to know its edges, its limits- the places I may cut myself

but my eye moves from milky way, to milky way, to milky way.