photo_camera by Photo by Alessandra Caretto on Unsplash
the bicycle man
pumps
the universe
made of strings
plucked
like an Irish harp
not certain
of a voice: om
he splices
two streets together
for a high
C
mi
dark matter
fills his lungs
black hole-gullet
errancy
is in his delivery
pouch
mine?
light contracts
red torus to
green
his is this event
the next
epoch
twitters
the same
note
flat
