"Spied" by Lindsey Warren
Spied
Spied in the hippocampal
flashlight: I eat a river
and become a seethrough; Betelgeuses
leave microscopic prints on
my hemoglobin, peer into my navel with
my lens. O carnal world, I am
no longer your carp, shingled and hooked and
taken aback by
decay –
I close my left eye,
tattle with night’s estuary;
I submit my right eye,
blank, clouds
already writing their
cursive upon it.
Photo Credit: Mathew Haddad