Poetry / Untitled

Your shifting hips, I unlace them
             Distinguish you in darkness
   Form
         of forms
                    becoming yourself

        You move under you skin
   Dancing
                         you depopulate
      the room

You collapse the firmament
           bring as you make as you are
                         neglected night
   into my hands into me
where, waiting behind          the pause
       we measure motives
                         decipher
             the-night-in-the-now
Invent new things (neither image or likeness)
Decide                 then fasten
         together your (more beautiful now)
    self
I am behind you/I do not see
     Your being eyes
                       making sparks
              but I know your eyes knowing me