Infinity is a fearsome thought.

I've grasped at it before, and my one final attempt

snapped my wings, cracked my lungs in two,

and disassembled my heart.

And I dove back

into the carbons of the earth.

"You

are a heartbreaker and a manipulator, and a destroyer

of all things beautiful. Look no further than your own karma.

You deserve nothing good in this life."

Yet another voice says, " Do not worry. Let yourself go. Trust that things can change."

The risk

is not knowing whether this voice comes from above

or below.