red mitten on white snow

Posted: March 26, 2015 in Media

the oldest light delivered you to me
thieving ancient atoms stole you away
inside a pocket of background microwave radiation
restless dust sliding into a revolving spiral galaxy
relinquishing a spinning bundle
an equilibrium of you into my arms
dying i can think of only that

no blue stumbling buzz blue bottle buccaneer
just a red mitten
on white snow
you presume i have abandoned you
as your hand still in my grasp, loosens
i told you once:
the earth is turning at equal velocity to the moon
“stuck in sticky gravity”

i call out to remind you
but this space between you and i
this new distance of yours and mine
takes my breath
as i watch you leave through closed eyes
stolen way by silly death

earth moon

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