beneath the silent turning
weights of the unconcerned stars
streams of whispered conveyor dreams
shattered downwards like unmade decisions
Glimpses dancing on the edge
echoes of
forgotten circuits
imploding in the sudden glow of a
moment
our voices dissolve
into infinity's warm embrace
invisible gears grinding
the essence of what was not becoming
in spirals of solstice
the murmur of ages
spin the yarn of tomorrow's yesterdays