Mirror Matters

Memories tree out sending roots down and branches up.

We stand as neutrinos sweep through us

and mirror neurons play us.

Things that are essential(ly)

different

cannot affect each other,

yet the dark

matters of the world,

seemingly so invisible,

in fact hold everything

together.

Without the dark

all would dis-solve

the problem.

The light is cradled by the dark;

up is grounded by down.

We are what we see(m),

where two fabrics ripped

remember their sameness,

ripple with waves of wasness:

the brain the tree the fabric of space

sutures -- no, scars

the same scars

again

are not scars but echoes

and echoes are not echoes

because they always were.