Black & Rich

The world is not ending,

It’s me who might –

But before –

I must write the foolish words of human

longing upon the face of the moon.

When still not –

I will curve words of wisdom on the

barren surface of the sun.

While time tarries past –

My ink will have scarred the pale

blue reflections of the sky with writings.

Then the world will obliterate.

2010