Alien Sex
Over
time without measure, for indeed time was not yet born,
over
distance unimaginable, or perhaps densely confined within an atom’s
core
the
attraction grew.
In
the dark - for light, too, awaited birth
In
the heat – or in its absence
the
attraction grew.
Tighter
and tighter the embrace, deeper and deeper the thrust and pulse, all
into nothing, nothing into all
until
where
there was nothing, there was all.
The
climax hurled stars screaming across the all.
When?
Where? How?
All
we know: it was the biggest of Bangs
and
we are its children.
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Patricia Feinberg Stoner
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