Algorithm

It was an algorithm, a nine
by nine meter square of total
silence…
…a beating heart
she interrupted the quiet
of thinking looking breathing
and
not knowing
she was pushing me
forward (to a moment|
a minute…a mad
dash toward…) I am
left wondering
wandering alone
or not thinking (the
same) while the
algorithm silently ticks
forward, back, to the left
upward…a geared assembly
turning clockwork—
heartbeats—she
asked and I
answered, without knowing
without
thinking…I just said
yes.

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