salutations, from the middle of the night,
where the clock hands cross against the
backdrop of star-shaped proofs and possibilities...

...i lay with a mountain of memories beneath me and an infinity before me,
and an ecstatic rage blossoms inside,
filling the spaces between my desires and my decisions
with the sweetest sound
i've ever heard.

my sensibilities blaze here in the darker half of the day,
and i stand amongst the flames...