Sunday, May 31, 2015

Once

Once, watching a film in bed
with but mind on the action, 
an eye in back of the head 
focused on a body just
lying there in bed: it was
his, yet not his, and the scene
clearly went on forever
beyond body or building,
even the sky got swallowed 
up in the expanse of sheer light.

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