we gathered emptiness in a bucket like water from the river
and poured it through a sieve until it was pure like sadness
and clear like diamond, sectioning the horizon with our hands.
there was blood caked in the corners of my mouth, there were
stars dropping from the sky like albino pears, and we felt
formless within our bodies and when i touched you drops of
clear song sprang from your skin. the sky was a giant mandala,
a wheel spinning, whiling away time, and our cheeks were
flecked with bright cloud. in the penumbra of night, there
with you, nothing was everything and everything was luminous.