Aerial

Lie with me, watch the wind,
listen to my heart
dance and thrum,
more constant than fire.
Together we'll vibrate
in ceaseless waves.

All day you walk
through viscous chatter,
breathe, touch, imbibe it.
All human life is there -
invisible, bursting in the air
- whispers, screams -
The stories we can tell!

But now, in evening,
watch the sharp outlines,
indistinct details, of
horror, passion, laughter-
so many deaths-
which brings us together.

What I feel you will hear
what I touch you can see
what I know is unimportant -
alone I am nothing - complete me,
become, insubstantial ...

(for what is substantial?
The ground, these walls
that seat your body, eyes?
This can be questioned -
and the whole earth crushed
to a pinhead...were it not
for waves, vibrations.)

So lie with me, be metal-thin
and together we will float
through the ceiling,
the bedroom, to the rooftop
where you can tune yourself,
point skyward, vibrate,

align with others,
millions, who too
have faded, drifted up
to tremble and become still,
expectant and waiting.
Listen, I will speak,
speak, and I will listen.