Infinity

Dear broken heart,

what brings you back into shape again?

to be broken once more…

A Speck of My Orgasm Spills Here…

Our darker cosmoses are destined to

collide with tremendous velocity

and explode into stardust of memories

hovering in silence for millions of years.

My warmth, my trance and my death,

in you I found an unconditional universe

where timeless moments freeze in time

where dead deaths come alive in being

where tears gust in absolute tranquility

where you and I are nothing but one entity.

Bear with my bareness

I would someday

Tie one end of my

Suicide rope

To God’s heart

In heaven     

And

Hang myself

Stark naked

On the other end.

My Scattered God

God is a storm,

brewing my heart

for countless whelms.

God is a vagina,

spurting the love

in more silence.

God is a teardrop,

gushing in pain

that unfetters.

God is never,

a still slaughter

in a sole image.