Bare skins electromagnetic cheeks- ripples through air, soil, air all one- all one mouth of untamed fizz. untamed vestibule---- singular space and singular loneliness. your skin is a fine example of my night time lullaby, crescent fall leaf's song, onto my nude lip. one by one- as I call your name, I sing a choir and stand in the experimental splash of colours. I think of your mundane time, solid blue eye- shared collectiveness. shared solitude. Night- my sodden muse. Outside the window, I think of your sniff of your favourite sun touched hand, this space, a white pool of madness, this is the geometry we stich together, air in hurdled spaces.