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Dark matter (38/26)

Another revolution
her around him
he one bright point
space all around
dark
cold
vast.

What is this dark matter all around
that binds us all together?
Clumping ever more densely
bringing a big crunch –
maybe.

She casts a warm glow
in the cold night
like a café on a dark street
offering a bit of warmth.

Another revolution around the sun
and I am still
on this planet.
The dark matter in me
clumps ever denser
creating unfamiliar, worrisome structures
and I wait
wondering if the crunch will come.

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Grain of sand

If I could put all my life's experiences
in an hourglass
turn it over, watch each grain of sand
drop down
with always the hope
that people really can change

I would take that one grain of sand which is you
hurl it into a field of dunes
watch it erode into a thousand pieces

feed each one to an oyster
and make a thousand pearls

bury each one in the sand of the dunes
water them
grow a thousand pearl trees

then I would bask in the oasis
and let the pearls rain down on me

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