SPACE

SPACE

there is no
absolute space

distance
is relative

watch me
before your
very eyes

wrinkle up
into a chrysalis

emerge at the end
of the day (my
long night)
steel-winged sharp
ready
   to fly

and you so
spaced-out
you readily
comprehend

if only you might let
me search, find your button,
switch to
     transformation

together we could soar
without end; without end