Multitudes in cities in volumes and terraced
upon cliff faces 


petrified structure
scaffolding of wood and glowing red


fiery coal or motile ruby

black surfaced cities

walls extending out half in embrace and the remainder, defence

and the peerage of windows

outwards they survey and to scope their left and right neighbourly aspects 
and the gaze is returned

and the agglomeration of vision is like a cosmic net of fire, 
catching every swift flick, every error and twitch, yet lost on theft

and intentional fleeings to the curved surfaces of the multitudes of cities

and some slept through the tiny eruption, others spoke of storm or quake

and she rose, Sun at Day, and a shoal of stars pointing to 
whichways as we walked through streets and derived
chemical solutions for our crimes

how I trepidatiously entered a room of calculus and
was solaced by the turnover of duration’s return

and you, I imagine, waited and it is the nature of the 
second derivation to not know the first working

as your hands and legs tend to your diurnal circles and your personal mythopia

so I hope short sightedly as the impatience of empty chairs 
the furies of the owners reneged, the abducted absolved and abandoned

to the solitudes of empaths, the limits of vacant vaults whose area only time can tell

and the abscissae of two and many as we birthed as flowers 
and cells in mitosis any grand manifold gift that both of us 


remember the trace and ribbon to.