I first forgot the fan
of his breath we lost.

Lost resolution in people mimicked from
the wrong places, a milky foundation
for ephemeral representation.

Thought I acknowledged commodities
with assigned values, in long letters.
Letters to you whose name
I forgot while some partners lost their
spell checkers and casters
independent of forgetting. They’re

raising their heads now, front and center.
And owing to your interest...

How could I hate neck muscle warming
tomtom heartbeats, bright debate

drawn to fresh boundaries hand
to hand in 4 arms?