THE HUMAN ANVIL

Tag: universe

  • The Eclectic

    I swim in the sand
    And in rivers of flying doves I lie
    Gazing at my private sky;
    Left to roam in chrysalis
    Upon the wounded edges of my eyelids
    A morphed metaphor for measure,
    Who found the infinity
    To be naught
    The palpable universe
    Alas planted within a thought