heart based virus
globeflowers 
rot as
brains in a loosebox
extemporize
the hidden heart
of a star and our
eternal hyperselves 
usually beaming 
with joy's unthinkable equivalent 
now dull and dayless 

and the darkness of Aquarius is knowing,
knowing that we built 
The Great Cymatic Well 
all by ourselves
and swim now 
always in a state
of half-drowning in the age
of the Water-Bearer.