Post Attendee

after Stanislaus Lem’s ‘Solaris’

yesterday there were two suns

and one was in the sea

whitely replicating

                                     making beings

                                     making short animations

                                     of the day we stitched the hillside back together 

when there’s an alarm going off down the street

I want to curl into the vibrating space of the phone line

and whisper for you to help me

                                      but now I’m fine

                                      and the doves outside sound like books