music WRITING

compass/ion

COMPASS/ION

cheap wristwatches without careers sleep expired in a box near the bed. it’s been sealed and opened so many times that the sender drew a compass in place of the receiver’s address. just as often, the letters contained within have been erased and rewritten in attempts to beautify the contemplation of human suffering. eventually the package became an unsolved rubik’s cube just as the sender’s fingers became a 5-d rumination of inimitable touch. nothing material exists to express that love is the only shared compass. so north sleeps near the heart, using boxes, grainy viewpoints, precious stones, unprofitable language, and the mystical accent of dreams, to make tangible all that isn’t.

0 comments on “compass/ion

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: