pawn
i see a fish clearly
described in its pond, articulate
scales in the late morning
sun, trailing its fins in such sharp
transparency, light is shot through
quivers of rainbows arcing to a mid-
verse stop. start
as i slip in closer still, caught
my glancing, dart that was, so reel
in this mind in
an inkling from vision
to nought, as a cloud of empty mirrors
the surface of thought.
← →
