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Watching shadows over time
The delicate negatives of our being
As my eyes narrow at the impending blow of time
I see us
Dancing
Dancing in the sun

Little footfalls in the hall
The merging sound of our offspring
Joyfully colliding
Lovingly matches the pulse beat of my heart

Cars and dinosaurs patrol the laminate raceway
As we dance in the kitchen
Dancing
Dancing with the soft progression of rhythm
Dancing in the night

2020sm

I inject myself into the loop
Another vertebrate hanging on at the edges
On-ramps and exits
Terminal escapes
Streaming

2020sm

I watch your little mind tremble
With possibility

As I teach you the names of the planets
I imagine your tiny form firmly footed
On some local bodied terra firma
Or floating among alien jellyfish
In the atmosphere of a gas giant

Or weaving through the Ort cloud
Destination unknown
Spinning a Fibonacci spiral out there
The thread between you and I unbreakable
Our ancestral memories stippled somewhere
Across the bridge of our being

No matter how far out you go
I will be with you
And you with I
Encoded by the light within
Forever

2020sm

Half cigarettes pirouetting around the toilet bowl
My dreams drip with the slick seepage of time
I burrow deeper into the bed

2020sm

all these thoughts in a rush
thinking themselves into existence

they condense in to a field
permeating the igneous matter of my animal soul,
infusing it with power, certainty, rhythm,
the triad opens the mind like a portal

in the dream i stand outside of space
and the collective light of the universe is upon me,
bright and hot the engine burns,
a single structure of all the energy that has ever been
pulsing through this human heart

i evaporate to a wakeful state,
back within the confinement of being,
my eyes open and reality slips through,
photons penetrate the vitreous body
and i close them, trapping the light,
converting to impulse,
the little universe within glows softly

2020sm

where are we here, adrift with the rhythm
racing in the stream like neutrinos
destined for elsewhere collisions
in some other now

the creeks and tributaries meet at the river,
becoming one body from many,
rolling and rolling over the silt and stones

bending and winding on and on fluid and swift
then swallowed by the source, open, boundless,
the ocean awake to the earth and sky

the constant transition, light enough to rise as vapor before the return,
the gravity drain too great to slip,
at last recycled back in to the stream
at last adrift again

2020sm

Unable to derive an appetite I
Stand in the kitchen
Drinking wine from the bottle
Hoping to summon some meaning
From the night

It is nebulous,
A spiral sliding deeper
In to the beyond,
Chasing the sun in its recession,
The long dark,
Falling forever
With the rotation of time

Consumed by the wave
There is only the medium
Carrying me here and there

The ice maker chimes in,
Reminding me of my impermanence,
And of my presence here,
Now, etc.

2020sm

Humans slip away,
As all matter surely does
Yet who can say the rocks do not weep for the dirt?
Every moment is built upon loss,
Energy dissipated back into the universe
To lubricate all that is ahead,
Keep everything moving,
This machine of life
hisses and writhes

Free, dispatched back to the outer realm
No one ever truly disappears,
Only phases of anti-matter
Rolling over like waves
In the deep wells of time
While we become invisible to one another

There is a fundamental truth in loss:
It is a transfer event
Not just the end of some tangible host
Loss is an agent of truth
Keeping the cold parameters of existence in check
By the soft breath of life’s exhaust

2019sm