the missed spaces, the missed places, the missed times, the missed rhymes, the missed persons I could have been or will be, the fear that restricts me, the choices that elate me, the food that prolongs, the life that kills and opens and winds up and scares and tears and screws, inspires and heightens and pitches and rolls and drowns and crowns and takes hold of and molds and breaks and pours into and empties and burns.

and here we steal away together

recorded 5.12.15

Dust dirt sand stone blood

Amass

Form matter

From nothingness

Only nothingness to the eye which

Lacks hope

Sad eye

Can't perceive

The meeting of cause and condition

Potential energy bodies

Swing through space and time

An eternity ahead and behind

Though in this

(breath in)

Instance

They catch

Gravity lives out

The rule it has will only ever known know

Circle never knew an angle

Large orbit at the impetus

Until

Gravity indulges

Closer

Collision

A moment of new worlds

An era for the miniscule

Top of the breath for the giants

Saltwater taffy stretched time

They call a week

For these bits of universe acquainting with itself

Elliptical orbits

Exquisite

Malcolm

And Ali

son.

recorded 11.5.18

recorded 26.4.18