table

water changed in a vase

she puts the plastic flowers back

shifts her weight from one hip

clinging to the moment

hydrogen becomes helium

everything else follows

long lines abstract shadows

cover captured starlight

specious substrata rattles

warm wet baptism

cleansed by the shroud of akron

she truly believes

in the forgiveness of sin

the ascension of martyrs

the pepper to the left

the salt to the right