I remember the thousand
afternoons
with her
made
so obviously
from star dust and rivers
and the tallgrass
of Texas
when she meowed
I did hear the mischievy
of the Big Bang
you know
the thing hearing itself as itself
you
me
these are words you’re reading
right now
in this place in time
I guess you’re on a planet
but it’s possible a space vessel
or
in the plasma of a supernova
information as matter
and matter as information
the Pinky Da Principle