the missing infolding electrodynamics

your eyes reflected
 in waterless skies brought
a vanishing epiphany
 which changed me
 profoundly
in ways i do not recognise.


the wave generates on both
sides of the string you pluck
staring at matchbooks and tea lights.
the sitar an echo from last week.

all that energy written on the folds
of your brain. where's the missing
touch why can't i put your finger
on my pulse, what imprint
leaves no trace?

















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  your arms are   a horned moon
overfull of darkness.
my hair--  clouds scratching
at a chin. now you smile
now you want those stubbly
myopic star filled nights .

how long we take to leave
what we most desire
 the long glance behind
  watches our wake slice  sunset.

we should sail together
the wind is whipping up some change.















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i feel a curdling   perturbation
things are heating up in here
the rumbling escape route
tunnels under gaza and bedouins
emerge in wisconson, all tribey, all
   me and my bro against the man.

  my altered spacetime curvature
is a wing becoming a dove
a release, again and again
from   dark matter's pull
unity over one, invert the wave
let the instrument ring .