To fall
From the simple sky of Hope
Homed by the creatures of Peace
To the mountains drawn by rough landing
And the pain of distance
Or simply understanding it
The surface of non-sleep
and second-guessing
The other side of the light
In stellar falling
Left,
To look up to the stars
We no longer belong to
Whence we had shone in hope
constellated universal
Now dropped broken
Now we question the light
And the answers do not put us back together
For now the answers exist
They constantly repurpose us
Because we have fallen
in Love
Because we have fallen
Into di-stance
(into the aggressive possibility of a(/another) person)
A beach State 