Get a handle,
get a handle on this,
(so you've heard it all before?
learn to unhear, to rehear, to deafen, to know
that you know
nothing is absolutely everything, we
witnessed a teensy butterfly quivering,
clapping wings, if you can call them wings,
flapping midair beside
the ocean, above the shore.)
we dusted pebbles off our rear-ends,
sun singed skin singing,
sand clinging- taking a trip
on the other side of the tracks,
our ass cracks.
You darling dark
light eyed, your cells stuffed with sun rays,
overflowing, actually a little red
and angry (like you, like me).
vastness infinitely vaster,
sand enmeshed flesh,
little cells, little grains,
little big things embedded in
our brains, grandeur is