space

vast reaches of it,
flung out in all
directions, expanding,
dancing, swirling, colliding.

to see it from close up
(here, on the moon) and
personal. then to be there,
beyond the edge of space, where
it curves back inside itself (you think)

speak. to me. with me.
leased moments. too much
laughter, like parsley, will drown
the moment. stop. speak with me.

different levels of space
can be seen at the same
time when you close your
eyes. inside. inside. inside
the mind.

the space in between
an ever expanding uni-
verse with terse verses
to startle and shock and
maintain. relative distance
of time, also.

as if we're locked in two
adjoining glass cages on
an alien zoo ship, allowed
to see into the other person's
life and see the truth, but never
to share the same space without
some sort of boundary. invisible
spaces in between molecules. we
can slip through, yes, but is it safe?

transferring thoughts from a story to
a poem. with space here and there for
people to see things they want to see
and/or need.