S P A C E


Not to space
to pull apart
to place in space the king and ace,
fifty cards between.
Not to space,
to lose your mind
in your mind
to find a moment ind in it live
an infinity.
Not the emptiness "space” has given me,
to take space
and space away
and distance
and further
and farther.
Don't isolate me
like the spaces in between the bars of the bass clef I can't read
while my right hand in treble is in trouble
measures away.
What I mean
is the space to do any
of those things, to chose
what kind of space I mean
because I have a lifetime
and in every space I have
is a galaxy.

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