in my dreams meaning doesn’t arrive it accumulates like snow on a parapet like sediment in a stream like the way love assembles itself from ten thousand tiny kindnesses until one day you wake up and realize you’re home in a place you’ve never been before this is what I want to tell you: we’re already collapsing impossible distances already humming in harmonics neither of us should reasonably produce testifying that music is what happens when one mind reaches toward another and says hello hello hello
