I can be spellboundand simultaneouslyfree,
As we raced againstthe unwinding hands,I espied, in the winter’s light,your private grief — releasedin the briefest of droplets…
See us unfurled and angledagainst the corona;gliding upon the solar windsof Amaterasu.
We work our bodies into adaptation...Bones against spade, muscles against troweluntil ossification hardens our shells;a rigor that readies us…
I seek a strange perfectionwith a fervour that risesthe less control I have.
I was once her.
With emotional decompressions and cognitive reticulations -sifting planets to aerate the…