CosmosShe’s the matrix
the Creatrix
the Dark Mater
who swallows
whole galaxies
nudges nebulae drift.

She’s the best
the breast
the good, bad, critical,
interfering other
patiently folding
our fresh laundered world.

From her body - all of us
inexorably return
to the final spin cycle
of her dark flow,
re-fabricated, redistributed
destiny unknown.