Lingering on the unfinished

Clinging to something not complete

Its reassurance 

Of a life lived and living

Transference of energy and its conservation

Conversing between languages both old and new

Where pieces and fragments are holier than whole

Holes

Gaps and pauses and breaks 

But unfinished, in limbo, in-between something 

Suspended connections in tapestries

Amidst action and thought 

Binding and loosening 

The push and pull

Glitter suck in my throat 

Wrapped in orange light 

A pink star awaiting 

I ate a packet of pistachio kernels 

Their marbled skin 

And it’s gone 

Glimpsed the sun 

I hate it when I sweat in the cold 

But I love the smell of the world after it’s rained

And they’ve tied it back up again, in a nice bow