Philosophical

in breathing sounds one speechless thought 
and if you can let go you will hear it only 
pouting your lips to let the air rush in 
hearing the smooth cave gasp the open mouth 
in your echo note the singularity of being 
as now apposed to the nobility of class 
how you took breath to say it and then 
only went so far at the end of time 
as all of space collapsed to express 
it by means of how something changes 
empirical time leaves no room for what is 
important being what evil is in its face 
for if you know where to look for it 
then you always are where you never expected 
the spark of life finding itself indifferent 
places though its general field of motion 
affectively remains the loving same

within the expanse of time