a ripple in space-time at the speed of light
At night in the field, I felt the curvature of a palpable
time around me, felt the dark
foam of the waveform rise and collapse
through the tiny opening
it made inside me
to slip like oil between each bone,
the wave a warp in my blood
alone in that field where I felt the photon burst
in a single cell,
before any sign of light,
and in such nowhere
I felt the void contract in me, grow warm again,
and felt my heart
stop and the first sun begin to bloom behind
the dust cloud,
there in the place where I
slipped out into nothing
as, in a collision, a disc slips from between vertebrae
into vapor,
where I lost myself, reached too far toward
the sensation of belonging I longed for,
toward that last breath
of kindness that passed through me,
which now passes through you.