this place

here calling

the white paper lighting

upon the dark forms

of letters

this place is for spelling

fingertips on silent sound

tuning the dial

choosing the station

listening closely to unheard tone

this place is for spelling

loosening retrospective holds

unfurling the tied sail

hair in the wind

call the hoofbeats screaming

heart pounding

the Western projector singes the film

stars of galaxies melting

here I say to your heart

only eternity

imagine if it's perfect

and we know for certain

at last

it wasn't her,

him, not even

them

only you

imagine that

the time when we were surely supernatural

is so long spanned that it never was gone

and never will be a question again

this place is for spelling

for paper white light

falling upon the dark forms

making the shapes of letters

where eyes call sunshine

closing with the faces lifting

sunflowers smile easily

this place is for spelling

the endless dying

inside forever living

the will of love

writ clearly