come & we’re
driving west & for a
half-sec the sunset looks
like salmon-spread slathered
sparingly on great blue bread with
the moon embedded in it like a toenail;
but it’s a bit less luminous than that,
and you say that some things are most lit,
most magnificent and vivid,
like, right before they have to die.


they look like tiny, ripped-out human hearts.

I Used to Be An Optimist

but current scientific understanding suggests that an unthinkable number of years from now, the universe will come to an end.