Disassemble. See the unpixelated sky as fathomable, just

not with ideas and unequivocally not with words. Allow night to

alight on skin, flinch but don’t
turn from its harder truths. Be constant as moons are, radiant

even when absent. Embrace fallow seasons, especially when your earth

is at its most dead – one less
of you means none of you. Greet the deep-down pain as

a friend. Benefactor and muse. Remember the therapeutic value

of torment.
Lie in bed and watch rain fall undistracted. Lie directly beneath

stars and clouds. Lie supine upon the earth in such a way that it pulses

through your metaphysics.
Uncoil but remain curved. Give to her body. Remember the law

of attraction and invite her body in. Placate that which would tear your

mind’s silence.
Search for the hurt in all evil. Spend more time with innocence.

Become imbued with its native hope. Be unguarded, in safer moments. Don’t

hunger into screens.