uncertain orbit
Given enough practice, a body
will adapt to almost anything.
What follows adaptation are
impressions filtered through
tether by which body learns
to disconnect.
Notice the intensity & velocity
of spin, point being to propel
other bodies into orbit around
that central heat.
The quiet was brief
&
when done, she thought:
Here come lamentations,
returning.
A triptych.
Morning light dissolves the purple of early clouds still pliant with possibility. There the dog, there the hand on the head of the dog, the other gripping Styrofoam cup. Sip as the steam moves through. A ship comes in. Another is loaded. Voice from the dock: thirty minutes.
Later, past the southeastern hills, screen door rattles over porch over wet grass under grey-white sky. The flies start early. Your creaking chair. The freeway hush constant as ocean now, and this used to be horse country.
Down to the park, child in grass to feel a spinning planet at her back, trying to imagine the sight of us and all of this at a distance. Up and up, here is time and here is space but where do they connect? Shiver of sudden pulse at the small of her back. Her mother calls, Baby. She calls, it is time.
