Existentialism

cut the string, swallow the sea, burn the boat. 
I never wanted to chronicle the apocalypse. 
Easter, Christ rose from the dead like a fresh 
loaf of bread. the East had it right, communion
should be taken with yeast. spring is a hot 
balloon. this is a needle, I’m holding a needle. 

God, Kierkegaard spake like Zarathustra, he
said we grow big in proportion to what we love. 
I love life, not You. I’m growing bigger than You, 
so big I’m going to explode. the sun is going 
to explode. the universe is going to explode. 
Sophia gives birth and becomes a virgin again. 

my Mama says God is Love. I wish I could love
Love like she loves Love. I’d swell and never 
stop swelling. she has a planet inside her, green
as a garden. but I’m fighting with a dying star. 
she read Narnia, not Nietzsche. she knows, 
not negates: surrender superman, superlatives.