I don’t know what you mean by Steve Parker

I don’t know what you mean
Steve Parker


all of our words
hang above an underground lake
words are totally silent things

don’t think they have sound

all that can be heard are the drips
that rain from the roof

below this is another chamber
into which the drops transpire
through layers of rock

below this another

it’s not turtles all the way

it’s lakes
drips
roofs

none of it is what it is
only what it’s above
and below

it should be working about now
the paralysis.

 

 

 

Steve Parker

 

 

 

 

 

Comments are closed.