axis

far and not beyond the
symmetry
of voices behind glass and
hellish afterwards
towards and not
beyond underwards not
before
that
transforming
point
that
metallurgy of conscience
where
elemental differentials are
the scrawled handwriting
that
signal our unimportant
names beyond and
afterward and here might not
be the truly here the
fictional frictional fractional
malevolent here the now is

a small piece of paper on a teenage tongue
drunken calls daring phantom police in the night
the night of lost
adolescent chimeras painted in
every parental antibody
wielding the accident
after the fact
afterwards
after wards
after words
before words i was
a flailing precambrian
lost in my own hostage
evolution
distrusting each newly discovered edge and

now i am logged and
known
far and
not beyond the
symmetry
past
and future
namastes
like hands to a mirror
very
closely
and
afterwords is
a place i live in
afterwards
we
meet