Under the unfathomable,
the immovable eye
suffers this distant touch.
I behold your multitudinous
selves rotting in the pool of
a stagnant light, blinding
every eye that seeks the sky
in the depthless mirage of time.
A dreadful hollowness lies in
this unsacrificial touch.
As your programmed arms
construct the human between us,
I bear this paralyzed love
sheltered under absent clouds
un-pouring rivers of tears.
How safe it is to be untouched!
