Time's folded

and it can't

unstick and flow

I ride a spiderwebbed spyglass

across a bridge of dinosaur bones

to see you are the eye of the storm

that enwraps my life

belts running mineral scythes

around abandoned planets

could not cage you

in their ancient ways

I wait in a suit of extinguished wings

I wait for your love in a chair

that has just stopped smoking

you stand on a waterfall's lip

while the lexicon of light

pours out from under you

and I am laughing in the leaves

on the water's glaze

that ride to the whirlpool's fade.