If you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you — Nietzsche
What do the science-deniers see
when they look upon the abyss?
I come back to it—so much larger
than our little narcissistic leaders;
how could they think themselves
a center of any universe?
There is a tiny gravity
in this photo, it pulls me back,
keeps me centered on the thought
of all matter grinding into particles—
electrons and neutrons disintegrating
into a dense dark soup.
It is the hole of death, it is the crown
of creation, it is and is not imagination.
I was once an event horizon but
never an event.
I fell away… I fell into…
both realities in simultaneity.
I said I love you more than once;
I never said it, and it broke down
into smaller parts
that still look big from so far away.
© J.P. Dancing Bear
J. P. Dancing Bear - [Twitter: @jpdancingbear]
J. P. Dancing Bear is editor for the Verse Daily and Dream Horse Press. He is the author of fifteen collections of poetry, most recently, Fish Singing Foxes (Salmon Poetry, 2018) His work has appeared or will shortly in American Literary Review, Crazyhorse, the DIAGRAM and elsewhere. Later this year, his sixteenth collection, Of Oracles and Monsters, will be released by Glass Lyre Press.
