Several eyes smiling into the golden door of heaven.
I am in retrograde orbit
As parchment disintegrates in the rain
Drops
I am bruised fruit
And sweet and soft and living underneath
Shiny
Green apples
I am the furthest place from home
The space between as the
Space between proton and
Electron
I am the fallen mountain
The smoking volcano
I am the hours it takes to breathe in
And out again 100 times.