In the night

rhomboids of free thought rise

out of a void

inside the general direction down

where all my plummets

are striving

Electricity pulsates

through the horses’ fences

Ravens loud in the morning

above the spruce needles;

shiny, black passersby;

clanging sonic beads strewn

below and behind;

chit-chat up above

Day is in its first phase;

I get my bearings:

This hand; that,

leg & leg

feet

gravity’s hand on my shoulder

and lots of unknown bodily processes

connected to the Sun,

fluid with energy from the stars;

from the starry expanses of the Universe

I straighten my back; spread my arms; am

We continue the Big Bang