A stone in the water of sanity





A stone in the water of sanity

the coordinates that sustain us
between perfect isosceles triangles

hanging on the shadow thread of sanity
between here & there
& that
between this point
& that

if I swing
on its rhombuses
I'll see space multiply
under the brief arches of saneness
I'll see its gestures
trimmed & equal

if I get off
& sit
I'll see myself bobbing

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