
inside the eyes an olive turns into a light bulb
marbles sturgeon eggs dropping slowly to the sea floor
white lamps the size of grape seeds drifted by black currents
wheat grains mosquitos with stomachs honeyfilled
words light smears hot as razors grazing the eyeball
the horizon drops and we skate into Orion
inside the eyes where black becomes white
where attractions repulse like sea and land
air and vacuum
the lone crow drifting like a white feather in a black sky
