a weakness for acoustics

but you never started your sentences like that,
  thinking that we were not so much empty as devoid, a secondary theory
to the primary mode -

   and this is true.:
            "the sun doesn't rise. the sun doesn't set.
        the sky falls and we - we watched it."

   a pyramid on my skin, built by cranes and caterpillars,
           left like you on the sidewalk, back turned
      red coat still swinging -

  the sun doesn't rise. the sun -
        is just as empty.