cancer time

hardcold and highedged

snowlight comes in.

in from the outside

and now against this white

wall that paler thing.

sequentially but almost

all at once: it shifts

with

flutt,

with heave

and shudder,

gloss.

in movement

a single beesting.

try it:  try to rein light.

chase color and

speed.  appreciate constantly and

it  slows.  maybe ceases.

moving fast

through the left of

what’s given and knowing that.

it seems so.

so quick

time can

vanish.  or never exist at all.

end or never start.  a matter of

focus.  on the light

at the moment.

and it follows:

dissolution to un.

unforeseen.  unknown.  maybe lovely

the light right now

it's this shimmer.

it's this pale

pearledblue on the wall.

and describing a vein through tender skin

is just passing through

anyhow.