Sunday, April 21, 2013

Ma,
  I shot an arrow into the eye of heaven today
The response was an angry shower of stars
that spilled across the velvet robes of the universe.
I have enraged a god or two
and must atone with a duality of self
and a pain that carries with it the warm hum of learning,
like the sound I used to make when studying for my exams
late at night, just before I dreamed of stars.