We live in the middle distance

we experience the immediate past,

our now has already happened.

When I begin to smile

you have already laughed.

When I dream, you are only

playing with the neurons in my brain

the ten to the power of fourteen


connections which tell me this is good.

And you hold me, hold me close

as hard as I hold you

and our immediate futures

are scattered like raindrops

across the taut skin of universal skies.

10 to the power of fourteen