world's apart

for Nick Piombino

slopped into night cauldron. bubble and boil
lights 'til they intoxicate them spirits
so much they'll sit at vacant terminals

pretending that numbers equate the next
appropriate vacation of a plane.

in the charts and photos from satellites,

an entire symmetry is ignored
and out of sequence with the coming crash

of decay. its pattern is a shimmer
on the parapsychologist's webcam.