1
without where i can be
you move across outsides
and the outsides of insides
and become an evaportaion
into the myradicity
of what i cant see
and in your arid magic cast waves
across the igneous shores
in my long dream of you
2
i notice there are always new silences
to come from your absensces
pain comes from you
as silence pours
from a dry showerhead
3
i know only that you hold a richness
in what cannot be false to me
-- Nov 2024