partituren
the lock & canals they skate upon
nexus of lights drift overhead
germs of stars & planets
/blip
blip/
faint sound
when they come down
airsick
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
rooms
we can
or a
moment
enter
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
Arena
