after

we lay on the

bed and

 

it snowed

with no meaning

 

then in the shower

random radio

 

was source code

for your nearness

 

before you sent forth

errors into the universe

 

that you could not recall

your voluptuous

 

thoughts

bending light rays

 

bending

my mind

 

bending the future

to what you thought

 

was your will, and so

it snowed

 

and the hush

of your after

 

thoughts

remain