RATHER

would i rather?

would i rather?

would i rather?

would i rather?

would i rather?

would i rather?

would i rather

would i rather

would i come on would

i truly rather

?

would i rather see the ocean once in a lifetime

(and miss it for the rest of my days.)

than never feel the 

sand

beneath my naked feet ---

and never hear the

sound

of breaking waves.

and when you say

ALWAYS REMEMBER

ALWAYS REMEMBER

I'LL ALWAYS MISS YOU

I'LL ALWAYS MISS YOU

AND YOU'RE ALWAYS PART OF ME

AND I'M ALWAYS PART OF YOU

ALWAYS REMEMBER

what does it mean?

i remember your keychain.

i remember your leather Bible.

would i rather?

---

the privilege, you say, of loving.

to lie awake and miss.

and nauseate.

would i rather?

INSENSE (EPHEMERAL)

there's something to find.

there's something to find, there's something to find --

can we find it?

is it my head?

is it my arms? is it my ankles?

last time I remember my ankles, they were in sage brush --

last time I remember my head, it was blasting beneath the clear deep.

where am I really?

covered in a blanket beneath citylight I am suddenly

fourteen thousand feet with communion,

four in the morning in my hoodie,

a patio with penne and a silver screen,

a long ranger ride in the rain,

holding your hand,

waking beside cliff window,

the first aspens turning yellow.

holding matti beside the ice cream counter,

don't let me go.

we held hands in a circle in those aspens.

and I know I can't go back there,

no, I knew I couldn't stay.

I knew it while we stood there.

"to memorize a moment."

threads of vapor I'm supposed to stand on

to keep my head and arms and ankles in one place

a voice on the other line

sounds thin upon listening.

face on the floor. remember me. someone, remember me.

i am thankful,

i am thankful.

the violence time passes by

open crater of geography

some kind of anchor for the filmmaker

what is where?

INCANDESCENT

in her inner infinity there exist

both swimming light baths and equations

it's a trapeze show, it's an avalanche of anthems

she's a fighter, dark curls tease around her eyes

reach high, swing low

scream loud, undertone

find it out there somewhere

it's memories of dream curtains and eagles in flight

you couldn't understand the way the sun came in through rain

i couldn't capture it if i tried

when creation was never reactive

and the universe edges bleed onward

what could we become?

last year the elk lowed

on the feast of trumpets.

spaces in between the stars

as though there could be a sentence to discover, find that holds this all together