while reconciling negative liberties,
we found within ourselves the best of all possible worlds

—

and everyone knew we were an imprint of an imprint of
reality

dive / reclaim // resurface /// dive

things were far out
(they are still farther out)

but your body was close and your voice, in harmony with mine
we wrote it in the sand of our off-kilter thoughts
110/220 Hz

in the dimension where everything is small and also grand
we trade saltwater for olive trees

any decrease in wavelength and increase in frequency caused by relative (e)motion

red shift
relative blue /emotion/ shift

we shift.

taking nothing but your favorite flannel
leaving my left ventricle
and perhaps an atrium

beyond the swamps and shower curtains and dreaming of falling
dreams where you sit up straight and minds twitch

my warm thumbprints stick to the fabric of your stomach

while your deep ghostprints wallow in the air

soul/body
+
–

adults wandering around child exhibits I felt a fake pregnant woman’s stomach
then watched carnivorous plants stagnate

never quite on
never far off

right on target

reawakening your heart/
/driving yourself
meeting expectations/
/adjusting yourself
letting others see you/
/letting others discover you

the emergence of essence

and so.

there are places for rhetoric
and spots for cigar burns when the dark marsh swallows you

but we arrive still,
safe, drowsy, roots swelling in the same mud / control / release

the pier was soggy and the light spectrum was visible in your right eye
doubled
unsingle

and our naked weights combined.