poem

 Ghost Cave

My mouth is a cave where sounds won’t echo

Even the yelps and wails get muffled 

I’m just a hole in a stone wall

That only bores halfway through

Wandering down my dead end path where

Silence and darkness have shuffled

Won’t get you to the other side

There is no side. There isn’t a wall 

I am the ghost of absence

I’m what the universe points to

When it asks itself what it isn’t 

So it knows the extent of all that it is

7/9/22