Between nerves, the gap
is called synaptic; a ghost
raises my heart to his ear
like a conch shell-
what is he hearing?
The actual size
of eternity, the girth of
heaven is far smaller
than we think-
a wax-pale ear canal,
the volume of a heart,
the tunnel of a shell
waiting on the ocean's sand
for someone to raise it up
and listen.
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