Singularity

How blackness coats my bones, and flows from the marrow
Its fingers have draped over my eyes
I wear it as a cloak, amidst the lightless skies
So that only I can see, the path that I have gone
But in this place, my steps fall into the shroud
I’ve lost, my bearings/sight, of where I had meant to be
This, black, it’s gravity, tears oceans free, of skin and stone
It won’t let me go
She calls from burning black, Her words in softly spoken flame
That burns the black from me, reveals my skin
Although I stumble through, a sea of pointillistic gloom
She finds Her way to me, across the distance
The aether hems me in, despite all my best efforts
At once I embrace and deny it
I’m caught in the tension, between the two pulls
I begin to unravel, and will soon be split apart
Come: unify, restore, make whole
Before my shape divides