at first, there is                                        no body, just        space that melts into                        something worth holding.    a question—what becomes       like darkness, onlya shadow? if                                    the image is everything    unseen, what is wonder?                a bird, mid flight, morphs into            a fish—fins and gills breathing        water—air bubbles loud as                gasps. the sky is nothing if not        a fish tank hollowed out,        turned upside down like                        an hourglass cracking.    a cornucopia of want, breaking        with the tap of a finger.