The Structure of Spaciousness

a stream of consciousness. what is a poem anyway?

Sometimes the words 
don’t say what they mean…
or do I mean what I mean,
which is to say,
is it my delivery?
Who am I to say anything?
It’s all a matter of experience. 

Do I need a god to make this
as wondrous as it is already — 
you and me?
Or is the word just
another way to suspend the
true nature of things?

We are all of this —
energy
feeling
movement
closeness
distance
rhythm
syncopation —
a sort of 
satisfaction 
in the unexpected —
precise chaos and 
heartbeats in conversation
sometimes skip a beat
and that is more perfection
than “god” could ever be.

Why pass the responsibility 
to some story?

The thing is, 
it’s a lot —
to recognize 
your own power. 
to feel
the strength of a body,
of two bodies
co operating.

What is 
“superhuman” anyway?

Science is always 
finding new ways
to see, 
to think. 

I used to reject what seemed
rigid and systematic
until I learned
(through you, 
through experimenting
through sample size n=1, 
and then n=2)
the structure supports everything
and science is an art, too,
if you let it be
an open door into the psyche
the soul,
if you let it be
an open door 
between
two people, 
if you let it 
illuminate connections
buzzing within us,
if you gain entry to
a secret room 
that was never off limits, 
actually.
And you go in.

What happens?

Asking, not assuming,
Maybe “god” is simply
curiosity. 
Maybe we just need 
boundaries
so as not to overwhelm
the senses’ gentle antennae;

one thing
investigated to the 
very center
reveals everything —
zoom out to see
a million iterations
of the structure of
spaciousness
and you kiss me again
and I remember,
Here I am.

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