Squashed
the Universe found me in my nest and squashed me
like the big black beautiful spider on my dining table that I killed that I didn’t need to (but it surprised me amongst my papers)
its legs crumpled up in retraction
after just so, the Universe found me in my nest
and squashed me amongst Its speckled wastes, amongst Its void vasts:
It squeezed me awake to speak Its endless emptiness and, in traumic anguish, make It thrive
early June, 2011: after seeing, in half-sleep, a vision of a long filament of galaxies in deep blackness
Q.R. Quasar
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