I understand somewhat
like a dream i had about a train
i was in the caboose
but the train was going backward
and later, when the etheric had dissolved into vague reality and even my dust had settled
everything seemed clear because nothing was
So Sprang Abundance
So Sprang walls from our reluctance
to capture eternity in one perfect moment
by sitting still so still

I understand somewhat
like when my roommate called his cancer stricken father for help
Cancer that evolutionary menace, prodding us evolve
but he couldn't hear his sons problem
which was a dead car battery
because the passing whistle of a train was too loud

the light seemed forever then