a fractured sphere, born of fractured mind
is intermittent like the sallow moon.
the space between action, bold and confused:

i take my place in the crumbling marble.

here and there i lift a stone
with music that is warped and warbled
with muscles that are fit, but leery
for all the cracks that lay beneath them.

we are going to the stars
cracked and addled, we will meet them.
finished here and finished there,
i can only hope to seek them.