Light So Light

Light so light

doesn’t even feel right in its own sight

or even know its existence

though it flows through secret tributaries

through words known and unknown

with words written and words unwritten

made up of the same stuff of broken stars

shattered into supernovas

universes and broken cookies

scattered across this milky way

lost till finding

itself tossed together as crumbs upon this very page

meaning far less than we’ll ever know

for a poem can never know itself

softer than this ink upon this page

as fragile as this Tao Itself

its pieces became an atlas and other works of fiction

became Bibles for travelers who lived and died by their TV guide

dying in their living room

while the Bible was written in ancient Greek

is all Greek to everybody

except the ancient Greeks

who never believed in it

in the first place.



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