Pluto

January 22, 2009

I meant to include this piece with the Convergence garden, but I don’t know. It just didn’t feel right. But I got this awesome reply from someone more in the know than myself which prompted me to include it in the blog reel. Just to show that it does mean something to me, gashdurnit!

Pluto

 

When God goes under their microscopes,

and Nirvana comes back from the lab in a pill,

 

Hades, describe this to me, what was it like

between their lenses, focused to absent perfection?

 

I’ve seen no saviour, felt no Father’s touch,

so I’m pleading with you, Hades, describe this to me,

 

what was it like to watch your wrists disappear,

the sweat on your labour-soaked hands sucked into the sun?

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