POEMS
Incessant
Corners
Echoes
trapped
in incessant
corners
baffling until
the fluttering
of air
is stilled
It takes
a labyrinth
to still
the air
outer space
is also
a labyrinth
and my words
our breath
must
therefore
linger in
the stillness
mid
air
like a dream
between
the rings
of Saturn
trapped
in incessant
corners
baffling until
the fluttering
of air
is stilled
It takes
a labyrinth
to still
the air
outer space
is also
a labyrinth
and my words
our breath
must
therefore
linger in
the stillness
mid
air
like a dream
between
the rings
of Saturn