I was trying to tell you that spending those days with you was erasing my entire self

that you were putting me on the plane an absolute zero

that you were looking and talking to an absolute blank

that beer and porches had made everything vanish into pure joy

that I was willfully allowing you to be silent

that my emptiness has accepted brain-death to witness

that you to see one moment is transcendent eternity

that your hands touched me, drew out my life and my hands only tingled with joy.

I feared you, then had no longer capacity for substance of fear.

One aspect of surprising inconsistency remains mysteriously and that is that I exalted and preconceived you..

AND I WAS ABSOLUTELY CORRECT YOU ARE VISION PERCING MY ONLY KNOWLEDGE. & NOW I'VE FAINTED KNOWING I ONCE SAW TRUE, SO THAT BOTH TIME AS THE PLANE WAS TAKING OFF, I SAID TREMBLING, I LOVE YOU. AND DID NOT DIE.

I looked at my self in the plane's bathroom mirror and thought I was never more beautiful.

[submitted 01/07/02]