The Hollow Way in the Dark Wold > This: The Supplement
exit
1
is not within. With
little more than choice
he runs down this
to escape what symmetry?
It all shifts. It
all remains the same.
It cries out at
night, it is born
through blood. Each movement
strips a nervesheath. Unusual
feelings grow, revamp &
discharge themselves without pleasure
not much, anyway. No
this won't reach that
but'll hang on, half
present & half lost
of course immediately. No
again the page is
like some challenge, some
home to us. But
where we move to
is up to us.
No one, nor you
where we come up
are it. There, there
until some things can't
cut you learn that
& go on. Peace
rises beautifully & you
move away. This'll last
for a moment, which
is how long? You
know? To fill it
it is where we
come from & go.
It is between. In
the dark which is
open you remember &
you can pass through.
2
No escaping the mirror
until we get there.
What's above is empty.
You'll never wake. Don't
occupy, don't enter.
3
I saw a lady thru a window
her head was made of glass
I saw a man inside a building
his head was made of stone
4
Pouring out, down
& then becoming simpler:
with a sudden movement
that is telling us where
we have ourselves made to be -
which is like light
trapped in water falling
not perpetually but briefer
than when the eye shuts
or opens, then lost.