in-

in this page I will remember what I was here for
in this thought I am thinking about
in this thought I am thinking
in that house I was sitting there was a fire and
in that house the fire felt me it was a cold liquid
in cineration it told me it is that way
in moments my limbs were white again
in my skin liquid skin fire and
in thought this page I am thinking
in consistencies, that tree blew down over
in the neighbor’s yard there is a fence
in it coerced rabbit trails, child play things
in primary lego bricks melted
in candies found rolling under the seat
in years of pouring out sand castles from shoes