lucky I found your pool was full
like every other kiss so plenty and cool
lucky all softness and hardness fuse together
like my arrival, unprecedented was your prominence
lucky we come back to life in other forms
like matter, the material that makes up a square/ the shape
lucky you defused me, the corners round my square/ the space

like flow and float, I am a riverbank/ the blueprint for a Plaza
lucky for you I am blue, perhaps I aid your passage
like sage, your age less in hours
lucky for your distance amounts to months
like having been given no say to our being limit less...

lucky I acknowledged your pushing the stop, floor- bound
like on a feast, I feed your need for abundance
lucky we are alike, we had time to integrate
like rocks, dirt and plankton on the river
all in one sack aside

I am all in-side
you wanted to tailgate me
left my gate, you allocated
a-way you found was no way at all

you carried my bag back to board a plane
plainly tracing our old steps when you tried to find me
we covered no real distance, the timer hit zero
that point amount to screaming a voiceless 
                                             - lucky I
                                                           like you -
fancy gear headset on ears
broadcast soundscapes in zeros
not ones, nasal phonemes aphonous
the smellmometer indexes zero
A bit off      
          of you
           **** xerox machines I told
                    them to print his smell well
                    get it to stick, not to slip away
                    ruining the T-shirt for my sleep