Wednesday 12/20/2023 11:14:00 PM

he gathers his stones.

all his imaginary bridges heavier still. 

time scrapes the edges.

the math undoes his calculations. 

we fidget with the blade.

but never let it taste our skin. 

adrift in the pageantry of dogma.

servants to slender utopias. 

he punctures the ceiling.

in a room without walls. 

the light travels much too far to reach him. 

the slit changes the experiment.

observation is everything. 

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