The Evening Star

Conception indivisible

invisible behind the soul

come to reach the cusp

forming like sponge

information to last to see

around to visibility

in a core of corpse cycling

wishing to be in evening

a spider walked up to me

and laughed at my complexity

it was part of me

pointing:

"You dog you can

I'll kick you down

crawl up the sprout

then down and out

stories of rain

fire

what have you

back to opposed you

palm due

radial symmetry

do you know even an eighth of me?"

Here be birth again to me.