We were looking for ways
to move a body through space.
And time. We were looking for more
ways to reflect the body
with words. With light.
We spent so much time
in the dark, light leaking
through the cracks.
Lines spidering the lens
every time the eye moved.
Or the body. Perhaps
the body is an eye, a hand, a mouth.
A song, a regret, a mystery to be solved
or never solved.
Or it is a surrender.
A decision to wait and keep
waiting. To fill ourselves
with light as it etches
the details onto the eye.
I wish only to see you
how I once saw you.
to move a body through space.
And time. We were looking for more
ways to reflect the body
with words. With light.
in the dark, light leaking
through the cracks.
Lines spidering the lens
every time the eye moved.
the body is an eye, a hand, a mouth.
A song, a regret, a mystery to be solved
or never solved.
A decision to wait and keep
waiting. To fill ourselves
with light as it etches
the details onto the eye.
how I once saw you.
