“complexities”

a desire for simpler times,
when everything seems so complicated
although perhaps it’s just that lives
have started to unravel and these
stories are intertwining tighter
until it feels as though you’re
choking on the weight of these worlds
that come together to form a universe.

could you wish for a black hole
when you live in a supernova,
or would you only notice the darkness
as you’re stuck in space?

(there will be no simpler times
with the complexity of this chemistry)