vapor

moon

is it you or the vapor,

the thin tissue of earth's

cornea, that allows it

and you

your demurity?

the more we see

the more we cannot?

curves and turns

we birl, constantly

unmoored, but can't feel

it

gravity

roots us, always...all ways.

do you remember when

you first came

undone?  Were you scooped,

as some wonder,

from the Pacific

in the first million

or so (but who really knows)

years of the earth's

turning?

I think we are too large 

to know

I think if we were

skinless

without bone--

we could finally be the contents

of our lungs:

star and earth and dust

of you--

we would whirl,

dervish-like and ascend

and not call it death

but rather coming, always coming

home.