Sound/Space/Legume

When you seek space, you are located. It envelops, develops,
presumes, consumes, gently,
so gently, it entombs

Sound/Space/Legume
Stax soul/kitchenette/black beans
with rice, slicing bell peppers and swaying
humming and mumbling, dreaming as small as we dare

those little prayers, whispered between tasks
will find the cracks
the weakened buttresses
the weekend mattresses

what sort of being sets its own
mold? Defines its own parameters? Draws
its own boundaries, in ink,
in a language of
its own devising?

Sound/Space/Legume
birds/bed/coffee
the gentle indentation of
confused giddiness
still, stillness

what sort of being sets its own mold
and is then surprised to see
its final shape?

the deployed plastic
the drained hot metal
loose in your apartment
loosed in your compartments

Sound/Space/Legume
The hiss of a braking train/the snowy station platform/a small hot cup of lentil soup
held tight, in both hands, sipped carefully
waiting for you, to step out, walk back
through the damp weighty air
into home