[___] empty space around your heart
yawns & your solemn crib;
your ribcage; both shakes me
softy & quietly into a starless
slumber & imprisons me from
galaxies beyond being
alive & when angels come to
collect me & my dust I will tell
them to ask [___] empty space around
your heart.

when our graves learn to stop
raining storm & thunder and instead
bounce a brilliant blue from a green green sea
then what will we be;
what will we be aside from [___] empty space
around your heart
spinning its souless tale and telling
an even emptier one.

[___] empty space around your heart
tells me of what could’ve been;
it grew a mouth last night &
now it is spilling your secrets like
your blood as if it were gone and much worse:
unimportant. [___] empty space around your heart
lets me know that when
you & I both learn how
to be free from those pallid bars
in that prison,
then we will know [the] truth.