I am supported by the universe 
Falling off Earth’s jagged circumference ungrounded at the roots 
dislocated and clenching clumps of dirt 
from above or maybe below 

All this grav(e)ity, this gravity 

Wanting control 
direct this dissonance of life 
laying lifeless in the death of ego I know. 
I know there is knowing, in the unknowing, 
In the cracks of cognitive dissonance,
I hear all this wisdom in the void. 
Echoing
Instead of hooking fingers onto withered weeds, i extend these veins, an olive branch, a frantic heart plants itself on the prefrontal cortex 
In a beat, I say 
            Maybe - I could be a seed. 
Be quantum physics - universe reconfiguring bursting me open with magical dust of starlight and moon. 
Expansive molecules, repotting into Hope. 
plowing my hands around this galaxy of being and having faith in the unfamiliar. Instead of overwatering. Letting stress filtrate, I stop playing at God while being a god and too human simultaneously. 

*I, still floating and untethered to this nothingness clinging on to hope in one fist in faith is all there is left. Dear universe… I am listening

Lysz Flo is a, trilingual spoken word artist, author of fiction and poetry, member of The Estuary Collective, and podcast host of Creatively Exposed who released her poetry novel Soliloquy of an Ice Queen.