words

learning to drown together,
floating among the flotsam and jetsam,
the debris of our time

the waves in their magnitude
raised us up to full potential
and when they fell we nearly suffocated
like rats, stowaways
escaping the leaner volatility
of self-assured solitude

over time we learned the wave forms,
the patterns of the medium;
sliding along the equilibrium
until we found balance, neutralization,
rising and falling neither fully submerged
nor free from the tidal drama
but together, in phase

lunar eyes rose and fell in great arcs
reflected back into the vacuum without
and we became the elements themselves,
the surface tension,
everything–
roiling above and below everything,
everything–

the cycle oscillates
until we are but vibratory schema

entropy the fate of existence,
the noise grew louder
and the waves became unfamiliar;
you ascended and left the spectrum entirely

out of phase
i struggle even just to drift,
unbalanced by your absence
until at last, the heat waves penetrate
and evaporate my spurious presence
into atmospheres,
the trace of your signal fading
and now there is only formless floating
without feeling, no edges
to define where i begin
and nothing ends.

2019sm