Week 44; A Poem a Day

10/29/16 & 10/30/16

In this space
How many souls
Have cut through
Invisible ruts

In this layered space
How many lives
Spent worrying
Between halves
And half-truths
Making comfort
A priority

In this porous space
How much energy
Lingers on
Clinging
To the physical
The material

In this immortal space
How much story
Is written
On the darkness

In this dense space
How many collisions
Could have been avoided
Had the universe
Been made static
And not set to spin
To each body
Its own space
None shared
No thing more needed
No movement
To risk
Friction

Instead
In this space
Atoms and charge
Are traded
Bartered
Lost or endowed

In this arterial space
How much laughter
Echoes on
How many sighs
Hang
Where they were
Released
How much eye contact
Crystallized
And refracts
The moment still

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