Abstractions

Ethereal in the Abyss
and Broad
sealed up the broken pieces--all in good order,
and worried me with unknowns

like an arachnid
eight limbs hunkered down
a desperate stubborn grip.
hunkered down
against the running water.

Try to stop me.

I asked for more or less, but preferably more.
So I'll stand here with my cheese and bread
in my mismatched socks
facing the door (I think it's blue)
Until it opens

5/28/2008