Order

To you I show my deepest
   that which only
  you could ever know

  but even you doubt
    as you read
  and pause and wonder
   if it could be
 something we all contrive
    to believe
   is simply not
   always the best

 I admire your form
  of exotic raw
   to its color
   tasting with tongue
    its number
    a number
  another number
 another damn number
    of your form

   then gaze to see
   the nothing that
   sees nothing but
 is seen by everything

     billions
of constellations whirling
 forming then dis-forming
 the random destruction
   of everything