You will look for me everywhere- places I can’t be reached- because everywhere is only where
your eyes can behold,
but I am everywhere, like air,
and beyond these wheres,
and like air your eyes can’t behold me.
Your eyes will take on searchlight for lens,
your body rubbing against luminescence to hitch
a bit of glow
“I have found a course” you’ll assure yourself,
but all you cling to are ashes mirage has fleshed.
You will troll for murk amidst your new found
your soul is miles away from your body-
You will search for the temple where it’s being
conjugated with your darkness.
- Posted in: POETRY