the lock & canals they skate upon
nexus of lights drift overhead
germs of stars & planets
faint sound
when they come down
when they are
travelling light

a strangely windless world

the window a great emptiness
behind it blind as a mirror
when no one is home
& then
the small
we can
or a
sensualise these phenomena.

perishable light

at night they come out
high on aether
beneath a fuzz of light
people bend their necks to see
the nebulae in their eyes
to watch the stars browze
& the wind fills up with commotion

imagined worlds

oceans on far shores
little seas at your ear
the words on a string

time slices

pebbles at the speed of light

rattle the window

the surfaces pitted