A man in a house sits in one room,
he can only do this one room at a time, perhaps
occupying all space, all rooms
but probably not
because when i move
i hope its not just a room
but a room with me in it
alas he is alone even still
bah i dont need this ranch house crocidile dundee ********
even still
spreading my hands apart and touching either horizon
i see no answer from here
even still
looking around wandering about the places i have found myself
i still fall in
like a seed
penetrating the earth
i do it backwards
knowing that the end result
is the sun
sun in, love out