You could see where it was shifting
if you looked down, they didn’t want
to look down they said
they said here now
jumping around to demonstrate
to stop all saying.
Shortly after one could have said but didn’t
told you so
such cold satisfaction when all that
dangling and lurching
was going on
and so much more digging and sorting
was left to be done.
Besides
we had reached the summit
of forgetfulness.
We moved all together
crabwise
in a ragged line since
all landscape was precipice
and slide.
We’d lost all words
for subtle or minute variation
that is to say
there was only undulation
and time and
even less to say only
commenting and captioning and
yes
we got there rather fast.
Marmoset cubicle errata.
In addition,
combustion and speculation.
But it didn’t matter
that you recognized
no one–
soon everyone looked like a friend,
comraderie,
good-natured disagreement,
subsequent falling in love.
What a relief
the dismantling of former lives
the only disarray the
increasingly distant past.
Which is just to say
we went toward
whatever drew us and
anywhere we were
was home.