even in plaster
these fragments pulse
into cracked surface
where something answers
dendrite of a distant star
light
on metal shard
to flicker
paired
neurons
deciding whether to fire
or fall
apart it remembers
two hands:
one small
one trembling
a torn scrap of paper lists
three fears, stalls before
the fourth, its wall
an open synapse
during solar storms,
a choral hum
rises
two heartbeats caught
between collision,
orbit
before an empty case
where vision loosens
arriving in periphery
into the nearest
next
away
