desire enters, parallel to the engine by Garth Graeper

we’ve traveled
we’re alive
in the distant past

we normally mean alive

*

your older self appears
to me
we’re two black holes
whose throats are linked
at one end

*

you were born and not born

in your past I visit
to knock out
one of your teeth

you plot
and plot

*

a universe divides and
I cannot
create a moment 80 years ago

*

this engine burns
the front is faster
you are a central
and severe black

spinning but
you can be treated
removed from the
closed
curved back of yourself

*

are you two Jennifers
or one?
younger Jennifer is strange
and scattered

I’m wholly present
in a single
moment