Two Poems
by Stuart Buck
Thirst
there are times when i can taste my heartbeat
i can feel
my blood slipping through my ecstatic veins as it
rushes from my brain to my bones to the
beautiful stars
and it is cold out tonight but i feel like the eyes
of god are
burning burning
a hole into my needs and desires and
he sees what it is that my soul thirsts for
and it is to walk backwards into the sweet
blue ocean.
Mechanics
We are only alive for a cosmic second
and each gluon and quark and photon
and electron individually is like a nebulae
if you look at it hard enough and each
millimetre of our bodies contains
1000000000000000000
atoms and quantum theory tells us that
the universe is made up of the reaction
that takes place when a blanket of things
that are everywhere and nowhere at the
same time interact and we can see and we
can breathe and everything that can happen
will happen but it only happened because of
an infinitesimal bit of luck but you know what
that is ok because the universe is so enormous
that infinitesimal luck occurs all the fucking time
and because of that we are probably surrounded
(in as much as we can be)
by civilized life and beautiful trees and seahorses
that shoot babies from their stomachs and even though
I can comprehend all of this I still can’t understand
why you died.
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Stuart Buck is a poet living in North Wales. He writes freeform poetry based on life, dreams and why everything isn’t much good anymore.