sturgeon metaphysics at heaven’s gate

…sturgeon have been on earth for millions
of years in the chill
caspian sea…

but
i’m looking for redemption
in the butt end of comet hale-bopp

emaciated
glue-eyed to the telescope diopter
sharp-eyed for a peek of e.t.
come to take me home
to a higher source
where star trek is 24 hours a day
& star wars is now

…sturgeon are losing their scales
coming apart at the seams spewing
viscera this way and that…

i choose apple sauce
phenobarbital & vodka
a couple of teaspoons a couple of swigs
a couple of new black nikes

sorry about the sturgeon, su
see you at the supernova, tom

i’m going beyond the event horizon
sucked into a black vortex of stars
streaking cold to the next world

into the void
into nothing

What I’m Reading:

The poets awoke
The poets awoke one morning
The poets awoke one morning to find
The poets awoke one morning to find that all their words had left them
Fleeing into the blackness of night that had no end

— m. nourbeSe philip / “The Poets Awoke”