dark matter gravitates

Towards our centre

Words swirl in disarray

Endlessly meditate

Fullness of weight

She doesn’t need you

He doesn’t want to see you

She doesn’t care

He has no time to spare

She has other friends

He says you’re full on

She thinks you’re just wrong

His other lover returned

Words heard but spurned

Silence consumes like a black hole.


Then stars are flung endlessly 

Like the force of creation

At the sound of those words

I care

You are there.

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