I Left the Convention Earlier This Year First Time
only the mind can stop gravity
the rotation of the planet and the seasons
when an event infects its knife in your flesh
and you look from you to yourself
you see nothing
mirrors are broken
the world is opaque
or maybe it
only now comes to mind
in chaos you returned
waiting for nothing to age
to die
to become something else
the first sign of life
another life
You have no idea
the landmarks hid their grief
the manipulation of matter has ceased
the clock stopped
you are in the middle of the balance
no gesture infulges with the expression of a breath
no matter how small
the meaning
you are the point that can start downwards sideways
you are something that is no longer
but what matters
in the morning you take it from the end
and thus you notice that
even the point is a planet
with the girls exposed to a star
today
I am the electron that runs on a weak path
I do not know if I will fly into nothingness
or I'll stay in orbit
glad
of the attraction of my old star
the unknown nucleus
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