There were six pixels on the screen
A two by three smudge to my eyes
That were all of you
Left in my world
But in my mind
You were alive
And I smell the jasmine on your breath
Feel snowflakes on
The furskin I carried from the shadow of Black Island.
Reality in this screen
Silicon from Russia
Transistors from China
Electric gravity born of Hetch Hetchy icemelt
Conducted by copper overland wire
PG&E stepdown
Physical layout eight layer metal TSMC process
Ninety nanometer switches
Low leakage high speed gigahertz clock rate
Cams at seventy-two north
Light from you standing
Barrow stimulating
Bytes bounced from satellites
Electromagnetically, circularly polarized
Geosynchronously orbiting
Charge dumping CCD
Webcam thirty frames per second
Sculpts before me
A smudge of six pixels
Made of nothing of you
It's all my mind
That's all of you
And I knew the volcano beneath me
Made the Erebus crystal on your bedroom floor
The glare of magma on the growling sea
Still illuminates tyrannosaurs
But here you're none,
Frozen in time,
All those things you've seen
All those things you've touched
All those things you said
Once only I heard.
The ground we've trespassed
And those nights you could not dream.
This is not my bad luck
It's all still me
And nothing of you here
That's still everything everywhen.
Time was Einstein's illusion
And I know my god Love, what happens when we die is we just
get
over
it.