Teacup Universe

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Teacup Universe

The moon can be found in a puddle,
or be seen in the eyes of a lover

The sun can be found full of puzzles,
or living inside of a mother

The stars can be seen on the TV,
as they move on a glittering stage

Black holes can be found in the heart,
and everything everywhere’s space

The universe lives on the base of a teacup,
swims in the smoke of your last cigarette

Time is the shedding of memory,
and your life is the ones that you’ve kept.

I’ve been a bit slack on the poetry front of late with a lot of audio projects on the go. I’m trying to find the rhythm again and will post a few more over the week and it’s mostly the crappy artwork that slows me down anyway.. as you can see by this effort.

Much love xox