And here I am
Adhere, the Sham
A hole manifest in this market place, en route.
And you are bound tight – global, my friend
and I am down low – sober, my friend
ravenously optimizing the spaces between the lines
between the words and the characters – as they churn
through bellies of ghouls outlandish – that pester the weak.
And I stop there for seconds
to sweep and burrow in pores of dis-ease.
Where there is a monument devoured by an unwound passage – splayed out and intertwined
within the root system of time.
And there bubbling, it does rise
‘neath a chasm of gnats and cluster flies
a cavern bright – a sinew in our sight – a brazen raven of lashing tide delight
That old vanishing point – a wanderer – that impossible edifice undefined