Pushing energy
so many pieces
of fruit across the
table, a universe
uncaring without
purpose vibrations
unfelt unseen I
cry with the heat
of shame with
the sense of doom
with the eyes of
a child I want
and want but
wanting is never
enough I cry
for the billions
dead the billions
missing the
billions yet
to know yet
to feel, the many
and the few

In my grief
I seek solace
I reach out
and return empty

Knowing the
universe has no
soul, no idea
who what where
we are and can
be…we make
believe, make
stories of gods
and demons
sight and seen
of killers and saviors
we try to match
what we see
with what we think
and it is lost
electromagnetism
without thought
without consciousness
our brains just
switches turning
on and off
in patterns, in
time we create
a meaning

In my grief
I seek solace
I reach out
and return empty