in a delicate second
bright blue eyes received an introduction
wherein perspectives pertaining
would change so many times
from blue to gray to green
there are places
in my mind
where no cerebral finger can touch
no other eye could ever see

tiny feet
at one point took the first steps of billions

memories aren’t good enough
and why didn’t I say then
(let the hours be hours and the days be days)
memories aren’t good enough

I’m the most interesting person you’ll ever meet
I laugh
during a speck moment of love and intimacy
cells have multiplied twenty years worth
and only twenty more
until blindness takes me back to wherever it is that I came from