by kkmeow

I shut my own eyes I close them
myself yes
And the darkness is
my own.

you closed them.

Now my Nothing
has met

your Nothing.

They collided; I think

it all began to melt or something yes something was happening (I Know because) all of the edges, the edges of everything of all those things that we (do not) know, the edges they dissolved and my soul’s shell that pesky shell that hardness that keeps my darkness my own


then that crack

a little

and a little more

and a little more

and then

the Universe-
It spilled out.