with you i have learned love
is utopia & dystopia at the same time.
so love is Earth
& we are highly skilled to kill
it. like damn, what did you think?
all the god in the gold
chains round our necks
could make us beautiful, & holy
& not human? we are
just bodies, drums
of water & chemicals & constructions, paper
-skinned. little marbles
of World rubbing
against each other, how
acid leaks from a cloud’s
cheek more than rain. all this,
to say: we are ending.
Painting by Georgia O’Keeffe, “Two Calla Lilies on Pink”, 1928