Holding

if i want to describe the old barn,
start with being in the world
with no center, it is and i am
small
carry small weight
barn holding space
so i hold my breath
i see outside, now i don’t see that at all
does the window side divide?
(hello hello)
does the world stretch that wide?
(for you for you)
i love so i offer my
(hello hello)
i love so i offer it now
(to you to you to you)
cough and wipe my hand
aware for a moment again
arms touching air
now feel the space beneath my chair
geometry lending
i try to mend you
same sun reflection
in the glass, in the river
inverse barn shape
bare branches baring weight
i tried to hold you