it's far. it always is. no matter how close you get. that's the paradox.
the miles bleed. the distance scabs. the wounds chatter underfoot. stories to tell. I go. Am gone.
such as the war is dependent upon the soldier. to be content to kill.
the moment tightens. a hesitant corkscrew. the rope stiffens. a reluctant noose. the knot unravels. the time machine chokes. on the end of the world.
the map is spent. like currency. a wealth of places on which to wager our panic. we drown in broken crayons and missing erasers.
tasting each intersection. in needles and pins.
gravity in big bites.