the first wave descended from circe ceiling
as if crawling out of a sun in the middle of a constellation
limbs and taut bodies stretched in black
moving like spiders to its target

Is this intervention or incursion?
Infiltration / intercession?

your wave was waiting in the prep room, on the verge of activation
I looked at you outside its door

I remember us
both belonging to one Breath

I remember us
our spirits as mirrors
grey light in grey light

I remember us
before we lost each other
before our moment of contact
standing side by side
before a familiar monument