and so we are
Black holes ain't so black.
—Stephen Hawking
1.
and so we are & have
a name
in spite of being once
black holes
cut off from every second
from every town
we are still playing
with the stars
expanding our little thoughts
beyond what
words could ever say
some lips could even spell a rose
2.
first page was burned
& so we go
not going anywhere
I took a picture in the park
it was all blurred
then disappeared in a trace
of smoke
you look at me in wonder
while thousands eyes
so high in time are watching
every move
let me paste your smile
on the wall
& to be you & many more
in this world of falling
leaves
3.
and I would like to reach you—
all of you with just
one sound
a sparkle that would inflame
the woods
so you could hear the pacing
of time the wolf
the hauling
emptiness
history of something
come secretly come in vain come
like a river a shadow
abundant week & stepping hard
& flowing
over what should have been our
last day—
last & lasting forever I'll find you
a name
come to us from where we've
departed
so far away there is a shape
a human shape of two entangled
bodies come
from nowhere the ocean
the tide
come
near to separate us a god inventing
your own
death