how he sees. i have to see for him. in his eyes i can see my reflection grow more opaque. i recall when they were deep and black, like convex wells of space. the love they radiate. ahhh space. the uncertainty. the uncertainty bound, inhered in all bodies in space. oh, my deja vu. i said that before. i wish i remembered where. a different context, the same body. he will be the context now til the end of time, my body. he will be the dog i carry, the dog i envision, the weight of my heart, of space.