For RA and Lyz

Music cre­ates or­der out of chaos:
for rhythm im­poses una­nim­ity upon the di­ver­gent,
melody im­poses con­ti­nu­ity upon the dis­jointed,
and har­mony im­poses com­pat­i­bil­ity upon the in­con­gru­ous.
 — Yehudi Menuhin

we writhe with words a space
within each let­ter, be­tween each word
a kern to
our ken, an in­pour­ing an
im­plod­ing, our voices warp 
and weft of moe­bius
mean­ing, a chat­tered or­bit
in which even in­ter­sti­tials 
cave in
our flood-filled mouths

we sink 
to­gether, a tidal
pool­ing, taste of your
voice in my 
throat, a blood
and salt amal­gam, we eat
     of our speech, we 
     swal­low our shared 
     tongues, speak
     the same 
     voice, 
walk back­wards
into our fu­ture

some­thing like
prophecy 

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