soul space revolves inward
displaces innocent spaces
whatever it was that filled
your body in the first place.
this occurs without warning
in your mind’s necropolis
like lightning separated
from thunder, rain and pain;
your heart then,
creates a black hole;
a torn portent draining stars,
then
heaven dies in your mind
killing angels,
then
imagination and memory ebb
and cease to return,
then
dreams are depleted along with love
and all things that resembles love.
Montage Vol. 6 • August 2002