Irr-II

there is so much silence(in my soul)
it dulls the waves of feeling — no one can see
no one can hear, shh —

breathe deeply/keep going
follow through, one more time

— my fingers writhing, hands wringing
pieces of paper&suddenly shreds
if i see anyone, will they notice? —

lie down/curl up
stay there, one more day

— they say this feels like emptiness
but i have a galaxy inside of me(i have
stars dying, endless nebulae, stardust)

i even have dark matter&black holes
but there is no s o u n d — i wonder
when you lay your head against my chest
do you hear the(agonising)silence?

breathe deeply/follow through
no,lie down/curl up

&if all my stars fall into a supermassive
blackhole;or spread around as they collide;
please let there be sound —

my hands and fingers are tired
i am running out of paper

— there is such majesty in a galaxy
&such destructiveness
my irregular shape is a stain of beauty —

breathe deeply/curl up
lie down/keep going

i have a galaxy inside.