Seagulls

All of us seagulls lined up 

next to each other, our togetherness 

measured in meters 

A few million years ago 

when moonlit nights were unwitnessed

All men and all women 

unborn were seeking 

that one song, that one line, that one glance 

Too far away from ones soul,

 too close to where one belongs

And then these eyes were made

So they search for another or

for that perfect answer to empty spaces 

and baby universes 

creeping out of wormholes all around

 like seagulls 

No one came with a coffee cup 

and a book to curl up with to say, 

If you want my life, come and take it 

And no one saw those seagulls scatter