KOAN

Before all this absurd beginning
there was a shortlist
of small and singular particles
throbbing with beauty

Sheer revelation of you.

Flash in Flash Out,
Momentary and magic.

There is no such thing as nothing,
out among sidereal time and frozen stars;
spun up collapsed in
collapsed in spun up.

I’ve a pulsar in my hippocampus
that
collimates
into a beacon,
a murder of dipoles,
black-winged radiation.

Your name has been erased from the roaring volumes of speech,
spinning out there alone in our universe,
I will shout it out towards anything that lives.