to the vastness this darkness
for what it is, a conduit,
a junction, a channel and a live
breathing boy of twenty
a speaker who listens
silent but not expressionless
nonetheless perfect detachment
looking back out at me
catching me as I blink
pale subject matter, this voice
issuing forth from someplace
an instrument buried in my throat
reflection by pool of water
two saturated footprints, bathmat,
and water in the eyes, potential,
invention of nature, familiar,
dripping, different
(2005)
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