two white doves, sitting / on the face of the world / two lingering discussions / being had at the same time / and sometimes when the rain pours / it’s as if it has always been this way
the night only has a few minutes / for the mosquitoes to be home / the crickets are unparalleled in their constant enthusiasm
the words from your mouth stung even the air / it was like our table was on fire / I looked long and hard into the flames / creeping in and out of shapes / why should we ever dance?
The stars shook the sky / moments captured in the fallout / the sky poised / at the brink of splitting into two / selections of vibrating lights / transpose the configurations with new limits / histo…