Space

I imagine the world opening up into a hole
into itself
into the core

like those drawings of
grids
templates and astrophysics

falling under over beyond

emerging as new life
mother child
struggling for freedom

a sequence unfurling
a repeat a mistake
simple decisions

the boldness and the unrelenting
awash in color
instantaneously lost

bound in ritual
gnawing at the edges
tearing ripping receding

exploding into a past tense
coming up for air
through a vacuum

a space