The Helix Nebula
written by: David L O’Nan
@davidLONan1
We were magnetized to the helix nebula.
As the sadness drank us in the waves.
In our endless walk down Mulberry Street.
Where I’d learned of your stoning,
Where I trusted you with your magic.
Under the poetry of the slick moon washed over the river.
For a moment it was beautiful again,
Ridden itself of overheated catfish vapors.
and you were beautiful, although destroyed.
All that I could help you with was blind ignorance of what love was.
And I can bash away at the lullabies that would haunt us –
and crawl through our skin.
tripping over the biting mosquitoes.
As I learned you would depart back,
and new suicides would breathe in each of my heartbeats.
The tears of all the galaxies bled out majestically with colours –
I never imagined before.
I traced the lines of my own hand,
hoping to find the constellation which the lines of your hands lay.
- An Artist Weeps - November 3, 2021
- My Black Dahlia Poison Caterpillar - November 7, 2020
- The Helix Nebula - September 1, 2020
