Unexpected –
unfolding long limbs into flight
patterns, pausing only to laugh
before setting sights somewhere
just beyond the sun.
He shines enough
to make a pocket of space
seem like home
for a little while.
Equations roll off his tongue
and they sound like heroic sighs
after the world has been saved,
even when the landscape has exploded
leaving us holding pieces of ourselves.
He glides quietly
yet firmly through to tomorrow
plundering memories
then tossing them
into stories to be carried away.
The Word Rummager 
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