a single drop of starkness

A simple drop of sunshine 

To kill a thought you heard 

A microdot of unconsciousness  

Would be dreams and curd 

Just a grain of stillness  

From the blackest hole of space 

A little speck of intelligence

Would change the hedgehog race 

My head is full of termites 

Even more than that 

In the dead of the night 

My head is full of bats 

I am random garbage 

Neutron bombs and plastic bags 

Engaged in plots of darkness 

Stumbling from act to act 

But a single drop of starkness 

Soon takes care of that

One day we will merge 

With the invidious 

Better get used to 

Fragments

Of being and madness 

Sliding 

Into the eternal 

Well 

And source 

Of being and not being

Confounded on the steep

Soft rocks of dissolution

Without a peep
Without a Fucking peep. 

29/08/17