What to do?

Be everything.

Membrane

I find the note, forgotten there. (How could I?)

A treasure for me, unfolding it.

Reading spare simplicity,

piercing again out of the inner starry dark.

If I did not know, I might have thought:

you are puncturing the membrane

from without there, in space,

to The Within --

imaginary other place that

is not you.

10/02/07