Relative Something

deep, deep breaths
that have nothing to do
with the reason
they are being breathed
inspire
wonder beyond the seen
close to the way
your left hand is resting
so lightly
as if I were too hot to touch
and the sound
of the clock ticking
almost vapid
though fascinating nonetheless…
ideas wiggle
to gain footing
when the breath,
the hand,
the clock ticking
align
to fall flat
in a pile
no thicker than
the space between time
but deep,
deep as a mind
can be mined