when I lifted my hand
I felt blood and nerve and sinew stretch out
like ropes along a slender bridge,
the feeling of water curving in a circuit -
and there was Jupiter and its faint moons, Orion
through the gap between my arm and the side of the house,
icy blue black sparkled sky -
I wanted to walk slower and slower -
I need the planets, the stars, like food -
warm little limbs pulsing against the chill,
vision drawn into infinity
where it belongs