Bundled Sparks (National Poetry Month Day 26)

I.
He reached into the cosmos,
pulled apart the nebulae like
crackling vertebrae and
took them to his forge.

II.
In the heat of stars
he hammered on
the brain, twisted
chaos into neurons
and welded shut the skull
with a piece of himself inside.

III.
Walking through the park,
a pain behind your ear
burns away the city;
you never see again.

IV.
Alone in darkness with
all the stars of the cosmos
sparking inside you,
slowly dying.

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