Everything existing Is absurd.
Random particles engineered, like,
the moment Nietzsche
got ahold of Aphrodite
a thousand swords
fell from the sky – turning to doves.
Tending to be independent fuckers,
the swords were scattered.
The swooping Milky Way.
Darkness the color of a vacuum.
Our town is a dark town at night
The night’s sky is actually very deep.
Daniel E. Haislet 