Dark Matter

I would like to share with you

a few things I have come to believe

A sermon about borrowed time

I believe I have lived

I believe that

because I have sung the blues

on the Birthside Bridge

amidst the traffic

snottyeyed

screaming at the storms in my head

I believe in purging

I challenged God

shouting thinly into nothing

to claim me as his son

that I wasn’t illegitimate.

I believed I was.

I believe I am. Real. Perhaps slightly tangible.

I believe I have found

evidence of Dark Matter

in my broken heart

you see, there is something in there, a nothing, keeping everything out

it swallows the candle flame

Invisible stuff. empty.

Dark Matter. Darkness matters.

It is the definer of light

the Moriarty we fight

When I was a small child, I was afraid of the dark.

I believe one should be.

Afraid of darkness.

You are light. afterall.

I am light.

Organized light.

Molecular Energy being, Just Being.

And the darkness matters.

Matter. Silly monkeys.

I Believe I worship the light.

I am sunshine. I am bright.

Do you not see that we are everything around us?

I don’t mean to get all sciencey on you

but matter is the arrangement of energy

So I must remember to

never let My matter go dark

never forget to smile

I believe in light,

I have seen it.

I believe in fusion. And Love.

Attraction and gravity.

I believe that the energy that matters in my matter is the same energy of: Laughter, epiphanies, sobbing, rain, and thunder, and forestfires,

tragedy is a form a light.

I am light.

I am energy.

I am resister of the darkness that wants to forget my intrusion. Spark.  

and I believe that no matter how dark I get, 

I can never truly be dark matter.

But it’s no use trying to convince you.

I believe you already believe 

that you are light as well.

Let us begin to move so.