EYE GROWTH MIRROR
BLACK GLASS WRAPS MY PERIPHERAL VISION:
THE SPACE EXPANDS TO BECOME
(THE PAST & PRESENT FUSE WHERE THEY TOUCH)
THE EYE FIXES IN THE CEILING. SUDDENLY I GROW BEAUTY
(OVERDUE FINES SPROUT FROM THE EDGES OF LIBRARY BOOKS)
FRUIT MOLDS CRYSTALLINE,
STRUCTURED DECAY AS PROGRESS
NOW. I AM UNDER
DENSE HANDHELD SUN, COMPUTER GLOW
STRETCH THIS BACK TO MEET IT SINGING
GLORY BE GLORY
