spare change

I can’t help but love love, and anything else that brings me close to the first breath of space.

An artist on the internet makes an elephant smaller than a teardrop and it may be the heaviest an almost-atom has ever been, and I cannot own it because even my spare change must be spent surviving the atoms that try to crush me, so that one day I can live to find a quarter smaller than even that elephant.

How many quarters for an elephant? How many elephants for a quarter? This is the calling of the atoms in my body but I can’t help yet, I have only loved them. I can’t help but love love, here where we are, still in the beginning, breaths unmeasured, space unavailable for trade.

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