My body’s edges crossover to their opposite
And cease to be
Elbows are gone, I’ve nothing to rest on
My body’s edges become soft and pointless
I weigh next to nothing—an upheaval of my spirit
I cast myself between the cosmos
My spirit wades
Your face leads me Nowhere
I’ve nowhere to land
The cosmos withhold an Answer
None of the planets ask for me
they’ve closed up shop and locked doors
I’ve nowhere to land
your expired gaze
casts a hero’s net
—Im caught
Your gaze ribbons into a cosmic street
I take the road most yearned for
I know this orbit by heart
My edges lay out a blanket
A handful of points tossed out on the spread
They wink in the sun