White Light

A density of subterranean fears & desires--
the grids & parabolic curves
of the mind that
feels itself
                                   part of the labyrinth and not

double-consciousness, double-vision, double-takes:
                                                                                  nervous tics
of the one-eyed, evidence
of compulsive iteration.

“Our machinery was devastating.
And versatile. It could do everything
but stop.”

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Strange light for a strange world,
                                                           sidereal, surreal, solid
it ushers in a new connectedness
the feathery blackness of white, the feathery whiteness of black,
last glimpse of
a country beyond naming