When spaces decided allow for the momentary safekeeping
of what tends to disconnect once grounded in the density
of arranged realities-erratic in the uncertainty of stasis yet
ecstatic in the tendencies of the nomadic

When the weight of comfort in things seemingly arbitrary
brings to full view what needs breaking to allow one
to surface as they also descend from living satellite
from everything created, arranged, wanted.

To come back to center from orbiting
what wants to be
in the midst of, savored, broken in, lived

Words by AB Coronel