But what if
when I step through
it’s not this door I opened?
But what if
when I step through
it’s not this door I opened?
Occurs spontaneously
you won’t know it
feel it coming
it’s silent
(I promise!)
it’ll come
all at once
so don’t worry
it’s sudden
(it’s painless!)
it’s painless
it’s painless
that is
it’s quite painless
it’s painless
that is
quite painless
quite painless
until it comes on.
Because imagine
Imagine a world in which that was enough
Because I had enough
Elsewhere
And if that were enough
I wouldn’t need any more.
But there are as many worlds as mirrors.
Imagine a world —
a different glimmer of the disco-ball
a flicker of glass away from here, a crack
a hair’s breadth.
A moment.
Imagine a world —
Imagine a —
Lost.
The moment, lost.
Lost with its beauty, latent, potent, gone.
Laden, then lost
at sea.
As ships upon the sea.
As many words as ships upon the sea.
Sailor, spy.
A sailor’s spyglass at sea.