(for those who write. dare to write, dare to live.
a life
in only love poetry)
the sky is
the ocean is
the horizon is
even space has edges,
and is
not
that word, in actuality, above
the water from the tap
the number of washings
of your Deadhead t-shirt,
the line of credit at zero per cent
the bank is dangling before you,
the AI revolutionary neither ether nor either nor neither,
or the stock market lever-age it lends,
not
that word, in reality, above
you may differ, but that is because
we humans differ, but even we are
not
so what is?
the human capacity to love is
b/\o/\u/\n/\d/\l/\e/\s/\s
*like the sky, the horizon, the ocean
as far as the eye can see,
but the hutch, of invisibility,
cloaking love,
makes it,
mmm,
what shall we call it,*
the greatest unlimited there ever will be