Breaking the Fourth Wall

in poetry

This is where
everything unravels and if I might
wax cliché, fall

apart and so I must tread
most carefully as if the slightest miss
step and the universe would crack

at my feet, bleeding black
holes cavernous and absorbent
as the space between two people.

But let us speak
a moment of chaos
and its bosom partner

the void. Since I have already broken
to plast…