Space

In you the universe lives

breathes
              and stretches

on such
a lazy morning

Stardust
in your
eyes

Gazing into
soft brown irises

a galaxy

Home / Less

Indifferent Earth

Place of my birth

Silence follows me

I bristle again

Listening

Listening

For a home

I cannot find

The Gods do not worry 
about us hearing them move 
the heavens into position.

Waking Up On The Moon

interpreting space

Words are only part of the narrative.



Pauses in your voice


where commas and hard stops would be


if I were reading a page.



Late night

listening  to   you


reading   silence

carefully-


wondering

what the gaps


between my words

have been telling you.

Cracks Overhead

The blue sky cracks over me
Pieces tumble down
Shards of black hang overhead

Can you hear the cries
The voices calling out

No time left for good men
No one safe or innocent
Shards of sky raining down

Cries reach out over the waves
The voices calling out

Jagged quilt of black and blue
No comfort there for me
An empty chill

The voices calling out
grow quiet in the end

Gentle Grip

One sided conversation
You listening
Projecting a version of my voice

I cannot see you
Cannot know who you are
When you might be

Speaking through shared means
inhabiting the same home
with time the variable

Jazz speaks in improvisation
nothing creating something
existing fleetingly

Are your hands cold?
How would they feel in mine?
We wonder together.

g_ps

Words contort
into new f rms
when you beg n
to rem v
the exp ct d.

F  l in
sp c

Wh t is th r ?

Does it 
ev n m k   ny s ns ? 

 r ar  the e 
gh  ts haun   g
thi  pl  c ?

I needed to empty myself

before I could begin filling

all of my spaces

once more.

Voyager

Me-

an unconscious 

astronaut

of inner space.

The Creation of - - - - -

--------------Space is the condition
between us.----------------It marks
-----------emotion.----We tolerate-
--it--------------------------------------
-----as-best-we-can.---We--create
it-be-----------------------------cause
we need-----------------------------it.
Space has always been-------------
a necessary----------------------------
in----------------------------------------
--vention.------------------------------
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It fills everything---------------------

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and yet---------------------------------

------------------------------------------

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----------------------------------------it

never-----------------------------------

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needed us-----------------------------

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to create-------------------------------

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----------------------------------------it.

Celestial Bodies

The Sun and the Moon are two fully

separate beings, yet

we speak of them as being


related like siblings,

cousins, or

lovers.


How funny it would

indeed be

were they all three.


Do they speak of us

in the same way?


Are we paired off

with the Moon?

The Sun?


Perhaps neither thinks

us worthy.


Instead they might have us

paired off with Venus,

maybe Mars.


And forget the Stars. No one

can ever get an answer from them.