Undone

with her
in our wool home
a sharp tug from the news
brought the house into a heap
of mangled
parts
piled onto each other in an
unthreaded
3, 4, 5
days? or minutes? or decades? or
maybe 6 or
maybe atoms were meant to
diffuse old futures
Before we could count them 

I find myself gulping for air and digging fingers into her roots
Watching as a weird miracle vastly undoes us
I see the virus in the ground
showing what was
tangled in the ceiling
now in constant collapse
perfectly messy like
slowdowned hearts left beating at parties, and quiet shoes left at the poetry slams and sex wrapping itself
up

she is
still
the yarn, the web, the thread
the clay atlas
burning in slow motion
I watched her as she
paves
people around her into believing different
I watched her as the womb that gave birth to the womb that gave birth to the womb that gave birth to
the reversed seed
is uninherited. the radioactive isotopes un-Big Banged. and honey sheets sing out.
despite the bombs of the news anchors. We stare at each other and wish for no different
Mouths gaping for air - Amazon Fires Zoom Networks some Profit in the sky Benjamin Buttons-
and I watch as the whole world
sees
us, unstranded