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I think of you at sunrise—;
( sometimes ) when I think of you
I think in terms of teraVolts ( sometimes
Fundamental; / I think of cycles that
cut through magnetic fields: relativistic 50 microTeslas
/and escape; velocity & energy(multiplying) naturally
giving off heat; bleeding off Joules;
s p i r a l l y fulfilling astrophysics = dreaming
stretching
until gravity shrinks, & 3 Kelvins
bring me back into the atmosphere)freezing
liquidnitrogen:
And I think about what I'll say
when I see you again ( sometime )
—you make the sun shine.
( sometimes ) when I think of you
I think in terms of teraVolts ( sometimes
Fundamental; / I think of cycles that
cut through magnetic fields: relativistic 50 microTeslas
/and escape; velocity & energy(multiplying) naturally
giving off heat; bleeding off Joules;
s p i r a l l y fulfilling astrophysics = dreaming
until gravity shrinks, & 3 Kelvins
bring me back into the atmosphere)freezing
liquidnitrogen:
And I think about what I'll say
when I see you again ( sometime )
—you make the sun shine.
Literature
Thaw
spring thaw -
chickadees splashing
in my bootprints
Literature
Uncoordinated Longitude
When I picked up the phone she told me that she missed the trains
and the way the rain smelled in the summer.
I scratched a pattern in the table with my thumbnail. I stretched
the phone cord between my fingers and said I was sorry.
She asked what I had to be sorry about and I told her I didn't know.
I twisted the cord into a clover shape while I remembered
her laugh when we picked up the penny off of the tracks, tossing it
back and forth, watching it catch the light and throw it back.
She asks me where I am and I know she does not ask where so much
as why.
Literature
distinction
This is what I cannot understand.
There is an understanding that nothing is ever black and white. Good can be achieved through bad means, what's wrong can sometimes be right, and if you turn right for long enough, you eventually go left. Boys can be girls who fall in love with girls who sometimes think they are boys and the lines between everything end up irreversibly blurred.
Or so I've always thought.
But this is a line that cannot be blurred. This is the only remaining clear-cut line that separates black from white as perfectly as a color wheel. And that is the fact that everything is until it isn't. We are until we aren't. We breathe u
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