fragments;
or,
theorem of incompleteness and other love songs
for D, whose face was made for smiling
1.
[060924 , ∞)
2a.
this cleaves the armour of the soul:
my fingers in the holy crevice
between the clavicle and the blade
of his shoulder
2b.
this cleaves the armour of the soul:
the surrounding of oneself by another
between viscera & lines of code
the surrender of oneself to another
3.
three-spread tarot reading–
eight of pentacles past,
the present world,
ten of future wands
4.
motivator, strange attractor
concatenation, bifurcation
5.
i found a new way of breathing,
mouths pressed close but open as doors
riddle-like for leading to mystery
yet riddle-unlike for without trickery: i found
my reflection looking back from your window
as though it lived there.