Sunday, October 22, 2017

An Epiklisi for the Third Sabbath

All is shown
Eyed in a crystal cup, a can:
A knot of yellow residue, a sulfuric sheen
Mandibles pried
Apart, making room
For the trap door. It yelps.
A little here and there all around the room
The eye is a crude display
I cannot be seen

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