Only What Is Felt


embrace
the sharp and the bright
to observe is nothing
to register a hollow tube …
empty
to compute and translate
the binary into merely
the physical
an exercise without depth
gravity is lost
what is created
if nothing has weight

hands gripped
fingertips locked
on the toggle
control little
sense less
feel … inhabit
live
be
allow
the passing of clouds
shadow and light
the shift between
the crisp and the heat


immerse
clay feet in the wash
bathe in the warmth
before
the setting of suns
dims the Way
admire the unobtainable
the abstract imaginable
from the distance they insist
they exist to inspire
not to settle and colonize

the dark and the stars
infernos in a vacuum
cannot be grasped or held
without your disintegration
the distance they maintain
they maintain for you
let them remain
out-of-reach

you can embrace
only what can be felt
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