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.