it’s all fun and games
11: Zero Void (MacGuffin & Company)
there is
something like an unnumbering within
us each
that scores don’t
touch.
after
all
in the vastness of space, everyone can hear you
dream
your wit
through the white and black of stars
into someone else’s tone-genius ears.
we cast, we crew, we cut and script and scene,
paste our tiny infinities into each other.
it’s an awful kind of fun
when someone gets hurt, and we lean in with
pliers,
peeling back plastic and steel layers of
abyss-thrown, feat-streaked, interstellar us
between bitching about some asshat at work.