Universe in Two Little room, the size of a universe, sealed up nucleus, invisible without a key.Here I reside, somnolent& dormant, wondering what isthe conundrum of a rain.You shake the contents,then chemicals awake. This is the room, conundrumof a key, invisible contents,sealed without a rain, & wondering.Little universe, coiled inside acan, improbable awakeningthirsting for an openingthat splits the nucleusin two. This is the universe,a coiled conundrumwondering improbablethirsting that splitsinvisible. Here I reside,somnolent chemicals youshake awake inside a room,opening a key. Craig Kurtz lives at Twin Oaks Intentional Community where he writes poetry while simultaneously handcrafting hammocks. Recent work has appeared in Bird’s Thumb, The Bitchin’ Kitsch, Blotterature, The Blue Hour, Drunk Monkeys, Fishfood & Lavajuice, Literati Quarterly, Indigo Rising, Harlequin Creature, No Assholes, Reckless Writing and The Tower Journal.