WIDENING THE ROOM
From all he overheard he built a city,
>>>>>>> thin-wired words
>>>>>> >walking on
>>>>>> >insubstantial legs.
Gray buildings with blank faces, no windows,
>>>>>>>stare into the sun’s
>>>>>>>corona, waiting
>>>>>>>for a savior moon.
He wanders the alleyways looking for
>>>>>>>invisible people.
>>>>>>>A woman, soft
>>>>>>>in her shadow,
appears. Yes, he thought, we all live
>>>>>>>in our uneasy
>>>>>>>skins, each lit
>>>>>>>by small grace,
a reach to widen the walls. A longing
>>>>>>>persists, cutting
>>>>>>>the stifling air,
>>>>>>>a space for
what had yet to be imagined. A walking toward.
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