Outside the Broken Heart

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A
complete dimension
opened up
it didn’t matter if it was Me 

something utterly beautiful 

made a mockery of all the pain 

it insinuated itself
through the interstices of bitterness 

and desire 

and called 

with its supernal song
to my yearning soul 

“this is not the end” 

it whispered 

weirdly 

in its particle rhythm effervescent constellation voice 

“this is the beginning” 

of what love really means 

you can’t hang onto it
you can’t keep it 

it mates with your atoms 

invites you into its 

vibrating centre 

and shoots you out 

into the stars 

so that your heart 

becomes 

the soul of the earth

and feeds

even the ignorant

 

 

Words and image: Luke Temple Walsh

 


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