a whisper to next time
sweeping away. i undressed
and standing lost center.
balance beam dreams. requiring
nothing, i… became
a ghost of reflection. down shaped
eyes. observing on behalf of too many
senses. desire of senseless
because cause escapes
outside of my movements. i cannot
enchant ideas of disbelief. as if
there is a place. involuntary
destinations. i travel during sleep
to backwards connections.
i might erase. this chalkboard world.
scribbled equations of colored dust.
just one more life
washed out in the sand.