Slow Down
attention is possession of mind.
an unusual wrinkle,
steady and controlled.
vivid objects of consciousness
tense on glimpses of geometry.
you crush your reality with mine.
in late spring, the possibility
our desires will dilate every truth.
it is not an accident of fate
that we are both hungry.
Descartes’ content of consciousness
was a lie: being is only the start.
the world is the world.