Hardly had we received our bloodless papercut
than the body remembered to mind its self
one body, one blood-thrummed buddy
Comedy without wine, neutral tragedy
somewhere near a sea if earth then sea
we got specific and intervened: we are near
Our selves our space timer selves counting
and counting down encountering down
within the not specificity of a town
Did I mention by the ocean the ocean
and what you see we me & you
there are seconds for the person who
Raises the waves and waves and waves
until the moon insists on disappearance
as a seasonal communication
The perfection that never forces a leaf
to fall mere suggestions bequests
behests winding up breezing down
Roman Ryan 